Through her coughing fits, she stared at Jacob, who had stood up and was patting her back.
- Go help the Big Bad Wolf already… or he'll come eat us both alive.
Jacob's laughter erupted louder.
He tugged at a damp strand of Diana's hair, making her yelp.
_ Up you go, little one. The wind's picking up. get inside and dry your hair. Don't forget your pills, okay? And leave the table. I'll got it. Catch you later."
She nodded at Jacob and murmured,
- See you…
She glanced at the table, setting aside the snacks she figured she might need later if hunger hit, then started gathering the rest of the dishes.
They weren't too heavy, so she decided to slip out while Matthew was busy with Jacob.
She really didn't have the strength to face him And if she was honest with herself, she was scared of him!
She had no clue what he might do to her.
Tray in hand, she quietly left the room and descended the stairs.
Her breathing was a bit tight, but not as bad as before.
She scanned the kitchen more carefully. it was stunning and seemed fully equipped. She'd love to cook there someday if she got the chance.
She started washing the dishes, occasionally glancing toward the hall to avoid a surprise run-in with Matthew.
The task didn't take long. She dried her hands, not wanting to head back to her room.
Instead, she decided to take a stroll through the mansion.
She had to see just how massive it was…
She wondered if Matthew might get mad at her again.
But honestly, there was no reason for it.
Instead of the elevator, she took the stairs.
The pills were kicking in, and the pain was easing up.
She let out an excited little laugh. the ground floor had even more pricey stuff.
It wasn't overly cluttered, though she guessed Matthew wasn't into flashy decor.
-Well, look at that! a rare moment of him acting human. Crazy guy.
She chuckled softly, cussing him out felt oddly satisfying.
/ "Ma'am, good morning. Is something wrong?"
She turned toward the voice. it was Eric. How had she forgotten him!
- Oh, Eric… you're here. Um, no… just… just wanted to wander around the mansion a bit.
No trouble. you can get back to your work."
Eric nodded respectfully,
but it seemed he ignored her words. He kept a distance, and whenever she glanced his way, he'd look elsewhere.
She headed toward the kitchen, eyeing the staff busy cooking. Now that she paid attention, she noticed all the women looked over 30 or 40!
-Hmm… so he likes older women. Total flirt.
-Eric, is there a reason they hired older women?
He paused before answering.
/ "I can't help you with that, ma'am."
-A robot or what?"
/ "No, ma'am."
-But you talk like one!
You can't even tell me what your boss is up to?