This Cherry has arrogantly assud herself to be the lady of the house and started giving Seraphina Linden orders.
The maid Seraphina Linden, "..."
Although she had sold herself to the Dawson family, Old Mrs. Dawson while alive always treated her with great respect, not to ntion Sean Dawson.
So now, she has yet another new job, as a maid?
"Hey, what are you looking at, not convinced? Let tell you, don’t get any funny ideas. The gentleman is both handso and wealthy, and he’s still single, but that doesn’t an you can sche to get close to him. He’s not soone you can dream about, understand?"
Seraphina Linden understood that this Cherry had always been dreaming about Julian Rathborne.
Julian Rathborne hasn’t had any won around for years, but that doesn’t an he doesn’t have won around him. There are always so shaless won trying to find a way in, like this Cherry.
Seraphina Linden looked at Cherry a few more tis. Cherry is probably in her twenties, in her fresh youthful age, has a pretty little face, and most importantly, Cherry’s figure is just perfect.
Cherry has a voluptuous figure with a slim waist. Seraphina Linden estimated her bust size, at least an E cup.
n can’t resist won with large busts, especially lonely and repressed n like Julian Rathborne.
Seraphina Linden lowered her head and looked at her own chest, which couldn’t compare to Cherry’s.
Julian Rathborne would probably like Cherry’s type, wouldn’t he?
Stop!
Seraphina Linden quickly interrupted herself, wondering what she was thinking. What does it matter to her what type of woman Julian Rathborne likes?
Since when did she start paying attention to Julian Rathborne?
This Cherry in front of her has nothing to do with her, no matter how Cherry tries to seduce Julian Rathborne!
Seraphina Linden ignored Cherry, put on her maid uniform, and went straight to the kitchen to help out.
...
Seraphina Linden doesn’t know how to cook. She’s been busy making money over the years, and she indeed earned quite a lot, with chefs around.
This is her first ti cooking, grilling steak.
But obviously, she couldn’t control the heat properly and ended up burning the steak.
The oil splattered onto her hand, leaving a large blister almost imdiately, and she frowned in pain.
Then the sound of the villa’s front door opening ca from outside, "Sir, you’re back."
Julian Rathborne is back!
Seraphina Linden quickly dropped the spatula and hurriedly ran out.
Soon she saw that handso and aristocratic figure by the door. Julian Rathborne ca from outside wearing a black wool coat, his broad shoulders adorned with the frost of the night, appearing all the cleaner and more elegant, every move exuding an air of noble descent.
"Julian..." Seraphina Linden wanted to step forward.
But soone was quicker than her, running to Julian Rathborne’s side, "Sir, you’re back. Here, change your shoes first."
It was Cherry.
Cherry took out a pair of slippers, then squatted down and reached out her little hand to personally change Julian Rathborne’s shoes.
Seraphina Linden looked at Cherry. Cherry was wearing a maid’s outfit too, but it seed to have been secretly tailored, making it smaller and accentuating her slender waist.
Now Cherry was squatting, deliberately pulling her chest tightly, so if Julian Rathborne looked down at her from above, from this angle, he would definitely see her almost popping E cup breasts.
Seraphina Linden’s steps froze and she didn’t want to step forward anymore. She also didn’t want to see this scene; it just inexplicably irritated her.
Seraphina Linden turned and walked away.
At this mont, a man’s deep and magnetic voice sounded behind her, "Seraphina Linden, where are you going?"
Julian Rathborne stood at the door. He hadn’t even looked at Cherry; his gaze was locked on Seraphina Linden, furrowing his straight brows.
A man like Julian Rathborne is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, served from childhood to adulthood, so Cherry squatting down as a maid to change his shoes is very normal, and he didn’t think much of it.
Seraphina Linden looked back at Julian Rathborne, "I’m going to prepare dinner for you!"
She went into the kitchen.
...
In the kitchen, Seraphina Linden prepared to grill another steak. Julian Rathborne walked in and saw the burnt steak, "Is this the dinner you prepared for ? Are you sure you can cook?"
Seraphina Linden was a bit unhappy, "Yeah, I can’t cook. You can just have soone else do it!"
This "soone else" was Cherry, who imdiately walked in with a plate of exquisite fruit, "Sir, let’s go to the living room and eat fruit."
Seraphina Linden glanced at it; the fruit platter contained all sorts of fruits, and grapes were peeled.
Compared to her clumsy hands in the kitchen, Cherry seed clever and cute, probably just short of personally feeding the grape at into Julian Rathborne’s mouth.
"Make way; you’re blocking my path!" Seraphina Linden felt these two were really an eyesore, she turned to leave.
At this mont, Julian Rathborne grabbed her little hand, and slowly narrowed his pair of Danfeng eyes at her, "Seraphina Linden, what’s wrong? Did you eat gunpowder?"
She definitely didn’t eat gunpowder.
Hiss.
Seraphina Linden winced in pain because he grabbed the spot where she was scalded.
Julian Rathborne now noticed the injury on her hand, his handso brows directly furrowed deeply, "How did it get burnt?"
Saying so, Julian Rathborne glanced at Cherry beside him, which was the first glance he gave her today, "Go bring the dical kit."
Cherry, "..."
She intended to sell her beauty, not do servant work.
Cherry was very unwilling, glared fiercely at Seraphina Linden, and quickly fetched the dical kit.
Julian Rathborne opened the dical kit and started treating Seraphina Linden’s burn.
Seraphina Linden looked at the man in front of her, his handso eyelids lowered, focused and serious, the soft warm kitchen light softened his perfect features, making it hard to look away.
Seraphina Linden’s personality is vivacious and playful, she has been injured a lot in her life, she is her own doctor and can self-heal, this is the first ti soone else bandaged her.
Hiss.
Seraphina Linden whimpered again.
"Did it hurt you?" Julian Rathborne’s movents beca even gentler, and he gently blew on her scalded area.
--A little story from Jude and Yara’s daily life--
anwhile, the door to the bridal chamber was pushed open, and the bridegroom Jude Crawford walked in.
"Yara..."
Hearing Jude Crawford’s voice, Isabelle Willow quickly hid the painting behind her, not having ti to wipe away the tears on her face. Her tearful eyes beca evasive with panic, "Jude, you... why did you co in?"
Jude Crawford’s perception is sharp, and he imdiately noticed the item Isabelle Willow was hiding behind.
"Oh, I heard you dismissed everyone, afraid you’re nervous, so I ca in to check on you. What’s wrong, why are you crying?" Jude Crawford wanted to step forward.
But Isabelle Willow quickly retreated a few steps, holding the painting tightly behind her, "I’m fine; right now the groom shouldn’t see the bride; you’d better leave."
Jude Crawford was silent for a few seconds, then nodded, "Alright."
Jude Crawford went out, his handso face already turning cold.
Ps: Babies, tomorrow’s update will write a bit about the conclusion of past and present lives between Jude Crawford vs Isabelle Willow, kiss, kiss.
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