Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

“Go to bed.”

After a while, there was this deep and mellow voice from above her head. It seemed to be suppressing something, but it also seemed very indifferent.

Blanca’s long eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes for unknown reasons. She saw that Matthew had turned over and fallen asleep next to her. She was still in a resisting posture, but Matthew beside her had already shut his eyes and seemed to be asleep tight.

So she was safe now, wasn’t she?

Blanca adjusted her posture carefully and waited for quite a while. Matthew didn’t seem to move at all, and she went to sleep gradually.

It was a dreamless night.

When she woke up the next day, she stretched out contentedly. It was as if Blanca had not slept so comfortably for ages! Blanca could not be happier – She used to mess around, and even though she did not accomplish anything serious yesterday, she made it as a white-collar at such a big company.

She looked around and found that Matthew was not home.

It was way better than he was.

Blanca got up quickly, got freshened up, and changed. She went down to the second floor, looking refreshed and energetic. Mrs. Brown was by the dining table getting breakfast ready. Today there were bread, milk, and some other side dishes Mrs. Brown made. Blanca immediately took a piece of bread and ate in almost in just one bite, and Mrs. Brown stopped her, “Mrs. Grant, no hurry; We still have plenty.”

Blanca stood leaning on the dining table. It wasn’t a gracious thing to do to wolf down on a piece of bread like that.

“Alright, alright.” Blanca grinned, pulled out a chair, and sat down. And she kept looking around. Matthew just walked into the door and walked into her sight. He was in a different outfit than usual – He was in a simple sweatshirt with a white towel around his neck. And when he got closer, Blanca saw that thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Darn it! Matthew was charming his way into the room.

Blanca chewed on the bread, but she didn’t know where to put her hands. Both of her eyes were straight on Matthew… And he was… he was just like walking pheromones.

Blanca was drowning in her thoughts with content, rubbing her chin. And that magical pheromone Matthew was charming his way towards her.

What was it now?

Blanca looked around. Matthew gazed at her all of a sudden and spoke with slight sneering but somehow with affection, “Quit drooling on me, and wipe that off.”

“…”

Blanca almost got carried away by those profound and bottomless eyes of his. She quickly wiped her mouth with her hand and realized Matthew was long away already smiling. He was teasing her! Humph, beautiful people like him were always used to having their way, weren’t they?Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Blanca sniffed. Mrs. Brown had witnessed what happened. She had an awkward smile on – and it seemed that something came to her mind, “Mrs. Grant, last time you were asking me about Mr. Butler… Are you still interested in learning more about him?”

“Of course, Mrs. Brown! Any news about him?”

“I do.” Even though Mrs. Brown didn’t understand why Blanca got so excited about this, she continued, “I was at the old villa to pick up some vegetables the other day, and the housekeeper there mentioned that Mr. Butler would be coming back here in a few days. Old Mr. Grant specially prepared a gift for Mr. Butler’s return. Whenever Mr. Butler’s in the country, Mr. Grant always goes to visit him a lot.”

Ernest Butler was returning?

Blanca was in surprise, with her eyes widened.

Her long wait and efforts finally were going to pay off! Mrs. Brown added, “Mr. Matthew should be visiting when Mr. Butler returns. But I am not sure whether he’ll take you…”