"I'm sorry, Teresa. I... do you hate me?"
Lydia lowered her head with tears in her eyes. After seeing this, Teresa frowned. Should she need to
pretend to be weak and pitiful in front of her? Mandy walked out of Harris's room with a plate in her
hand. Teresa had a long face, while Lydia kept her head down. Teresa was unable to see her
expression clearly.
"Well, where do you find that I hate you? As a guest, you really don't need to serve us. What's wrong
with that?"
Teresa's chest heaved slightly. She was angry. It was enough. Time after time, did everyone think it
was easy to bully her?
"No, I didn't. I'm just afraid that you're thirsty."
Teresa pressed her lips and looked at Lydia, who was still pretending to be weak, speechless. Mandy
looked at Teresa and then looked at Lydia, and silently lowered her head to work. There were some
things that she, as a servant, could not interfere.
However, it seemed that Mrs. Teresa had gone too far recently. What's more, Mr. Harris was poisoned
by food. Mr. Enrique loved his wife very much and didn't scold her. Although he didn't say anything, Mr.
Harris must feel uncomfortable.
Mrs. Teresa had always been nice to the servants like them. If she hadn't known what kind of person
Mrs. Teresa was, she might keep thinking about why she was so abnormal all of a sudden.
When Enrique came out of Harris's room, he saw that Lydia lowered her head like a child who had
done something wrong, while Teresa stood at the door without saying a word and frowned. 'What
happened?'
"What's wrong?"
Enrique walked forward. Dr. Liang said that Harris was weak recently and he could just eat some light
food. But his dad was angry with him for marrying a wife like Teresa.
Enrique's eyes were fixed on Lydia. Since she came, his dad seemed to be a little abnormal. When he
had done something a little bad to Teresa, his dad would always blame him. But now?
"Enrique. No, nothing serious."
With her head down, Lydia didn't even look at Enrique. Enrique walked towards Teresa directly. He
stretched out his hand and held her slender waist.
"Mandy, take Miss Lydia back to her room. She is our guest. We can't let her take care of my dad, can
we?"
"Okay, Mr. Enrique."
"Let's go."
Enrique didn't look back at Lydia again. Seeing the backs of Enrique and Teresa, Mandy turned around
and walked up to Lydia.
"Miss Lydia, let me send you back to your room."
"But Uncle Harris..."
"Miss Lydia, please don't make things difficult for us. Mr. Enrique just said that you are a guest and it's
our fault to always let you stay with Mr. Harris. I'll send you back to your room."
"But, Mandy, I don't think..."
Although Lydia was about to say something, she still didn't say it. What Mandy didn't see was that she
lowered her head, with a cold light flashing in her eyes. 'Well, Teresa, since you want to make trouble
for me so much, I won't be softhearted.'
On the other side, Teresa sat next to Enrique. The car window was slightly opened, and her hair was a
little messy in the night wind. Enrique stretched out his hand and helped her to close the window. He
closed the window.
"Although you won't catch a cold in such kind of weather, you should pay attention to your hairstyle."
Tonight, Enrique was so gentle that Teresa almost lost herself in his tenderness. She turned around
and nodded at him with a smile.
"Got it."
Enrique reached out his hand and held Teresa's. There were some calluses in her palm, which were
caused by holding a pen all year round. His fingers gently brushed those calluses.
"From now on, I will let you have a soft and beautiful hand."
Enrique lowered his head, and Teresa didn't see the care and love in his eyes. She pursed her lips and
said nothing. Soft and beautiful hands? Well, with such a pair of hands he mentioned, she guessed she
would be unable to keep chasing her dream from now on.
What? Was Enrique really trying to turn her into a canary? And locked her up in the prison of the Shen
Family for a lifetime? And let her play cute to please him?
He was happy, but she would only feel sick and even disgusted with herself if she tried to please
Enrique.
"Why don't you say anything?"
When Enrique raised his head, he saw Teresa was absent-minded. He smiled gently and held Teresa
in his arms.
Enrique's steady heartbeat rang in her ears. Teresa closed her eyes slowly. When could they arrive at
the destination of the banquet? She didn't feel comfortable being hugged by Enrique like this.
It was not until Teresa was almost asleep in his arms that they arrived at the destination. The sound of
the violin was heard around them slowly. Enrique patted Teresa's back gently.
"Here we are, lazy kitten."
"Have we arrived?"
"Yes."
Teresa opened her eyes and sat up from the arms of Enrique. The driver had got off the car and open
the door for Teresa. As soon as she got out of the car, a gust of cold wind blew by the river, making
Teresa shiver.
It was really cold. Especially her exposed thighs. Enrique stepped forward. Teresa stretched out her
hand and held the arm of Enrique.
"Are you Mr. Enrique? This way, please."
The guests today were all big shots. The most important thing was that Christopher had arranged all
the guests well. Every guest present would have a specific waiter who was responsible for guiding
them.
Teresa took a look at Enrique and tightened her grip on his arm. Well, they were going to see
Christopher soon. She was really nervous.
"Don't be nervous. Just be yourself."
Enrique's gentle words came to her ears. After hearing this, she didn't know why she gradually calmed
down. She followed the waiter towards the yacht. The yacht was big and luxurious from the outside.
Along the way, many people in suits and leather shoes came up to greet Enrique. Although they were
smiling, they all had a false smile on their faces. In comparison, the smile of Enrique was more
destructive and charming.
More importantly, most of those men were having a big belly. Enrique was much more handsome than
them. Those female companions who stood aside those CEOs or managers looked back at Enrique
from time to time.
"Mr. Enrique."
A woman's voice came from behind, which made Teresa feel familiar. She turned around and saw Yilia,
who was also wearing a tight cheongsam tonight. When Yilia saw Teresa again, she just narrowed her
eyes and quickly walked towards Enrique.
"Mr. Enrique, I've received the invitation, so..."
"Okay, let's go inside together."
Yilia smiled and stood on the other side of Enrique. Then she walked towards the yacht with Enrique
and Teresa.
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