Chapter 21

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Returning to Drkov's house, Daisy carried a bunch of things into the room. Arriving at the door, she put down the things again. She was about to open the door, but the door opened on its own.

Daisy was a little surprised to see the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walk out.


'Who are you standing in front of the first young master's room, the new maid?"

Before she could ask, the teenager spoke, his eyes sharp and his voice cold, not much different from Atlas.

Daisy looked at the boy for a moment. He had thin bangs, a white baby face, a tall figure, and a head larger than hers. He was wearing a white T-shirt and khaki pants, which was a bit unusual. His attitude right now is very cool.


While she was observing him, the other person couldn't help but look at her and evaluate her. His eyes were like a hawk watching chicks, making her laugh a bit before she said: "I am the wife of your first young master."

"What?"


Needless to say, the teenager was a bit surprised. Since when did the young master have a wife, why didn't he know? He's only been on leave for three days, so why does the first young master have a wife?

"Are you serious?"

His eyes did not leave her for a second, as if he did not believe this, he did not hear anything the first young master said. 'If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. Drkov and he will know immediately."

Daisy shrugged and said, she already introduced him and he didn't trust her, he could find out for himself so she didn't explain further.

Unexpectedly, the teenager heard that and immediately said: "Okay, I'll go ask Grandpa, you wait here and don't go into the first young master's room."

If the first young master is angry, he will die. Before leaving, he even looked at her with wary eyes.

Daisy watched the boy's figure disappear down the stairs and laughed loudly. Of course, she did not listen to him. This room was not the first time she entered.

Daisy opened the door slightly. She expected the room to stay as dark as it was. Having lived with this man for three days, she got used to this so she calmly dragged her things into the room.

In Atlas's room, he heard a noise. Before he could react, a voice rang out: "First young master, I'm back."

Atlas hesitated for a moment and did not answer. Whether she goes or returns has nothing to do with him. No matter how much she chased her, she refused to leave. In the past two days, he had thrown so many things because of her, that there was almost nothing left in the room for him to throw anymore.

So Atlas, instead of being angry and raging as usual, became silent.

Daisy asked: "Have you eaten anything? I bought a small cake for us to eat together."

This is one of her habits. Every time something sad happens, she will buy cake to eat. This is also her anniversary cake.

The man still said nothing, as if he hadn't heard anything she said.

Daisy didn't pay much attention. She put the cake on the table, then rummaged in her bag took out an LED light, and placed it on the table. He didn't like the light and she didn't dare turn on the light. When she got home, she saw this light bulb. She brought it here, he doesn't need the light but she does.

Feeling the light shining on the wall, Atlas couldn't help but frown but he endured it and said nothing.

He wanted to see what else this woman was planning to do.

But after a while, there was no movement, Atlas couldn't help but be curious.

Daisy looked at his moving back, she smiled gently, opened the cake box, cut the cake into four parts, then put one piece on a plastic plate and brought it to him.

'First young master, do you want to eat it yourself or let me feed it to you?"

Daisy asked.

Atlas looked at the piece of cake in front of him. He gently snorted and said, "I don't eat it."

'You don't want to eat or don't like cake?"

Daisy pulled out a chair and she naturally sat next to him.

She was used to his attitude so no matter what he said, she didn't care.

Atlas felt someone next to him, he felt uncomfortable, he wanted to push her away but he couldn't lift his hand.

Daisy scooped a piece of cake again and brought it to her mouth: "Try a piece, the blueberry flavor is very delicious."

The man not only did not open his mouth to eat but also tried to avoid it. Daisy sighed, took her hand back, and ate it herself, saying as she ate: "Yes, it's very delicious. If someone doesn't eat it, they'll be sorry."

'Go eat somewhere else, don't eat in front of me."

Atlas's low voice rang out.

'If you want to eat, I will feed you."

'This woman, don't you hear me?"

Atlas was almost angry.

Daisy calmed down and said: "Okay, don't be angry, I just want to share delicious food with you. If you don't want to eat, I won't force you. I'll go eat somewhere else."

Having finished speaking, Daisy stood up. Just two steps away, her skirt was tugged by something. She was about to turn around to see when there was a "click".

This is the sound of her dress being torn. She frowned slightly to see who the culprit was, but at this moment, her leg was twisted, her whole body wobbled unsteadily, and her whole person suddenly fell to one side. She didn't know where the cake in her hand fell.

Daisy didn't understand what was going on, but she smelled the expensive shower gel right next to her nose and...

Dangerous breath.

At this moment, she realized she was sitting on Atlas's lap. For a moment, the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent, it seemed like she only heard Atlas's panting.

She swallowed hard, looking at his dark face: "I... I didn't mean to, my dress got stuck so...

"Stand up."
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