The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 1286
The servants could not help but be impressed by Mya’s open-mindedness.
They thought she would cry and make a scene. After all, it was unacceptable for any woman to see their partner with another woman. However, not only did Mya not get angry, but she also seemed completely indifferent.
They wondered if it was her brain injury that made her so open-minded.
Mya stared at the mini berry tarts in her hand, which she had not eaten anywhere else. After she went downstairs, the two servants dared not continue to stay on this floor and followed her.
Ava tightened her legs around Fred’s waist. She rested her hands around his neck and said, “Fred, what’s wrong? Don’t let her ruin our mood. Let’s go back to the room, okay?”
Mya found a lot of food in the fridge.
They were frightened when they saw her take out the ice cream. One of them quickly took it away from her. “Ms. Harper, the doctor mentioned you can’t eat this during this period. How about eating something else? I can make it for you.”
Mya replied, “But I haven’t had it in a long time. I just want to take a few bites. 11
The servant looked at Mya’s belly and firmly refused, saying, “Please don’t make it difficult for us. Don’t you remember having a stomachache for a long time the last time you ate these cold foods?”
Upon hearing that, Mya reluctantly let go of the ice cream and said, “All right, I won’t eat it.”
The servant said, “If you’re hungry, I can cook you spaghetti.”
Mya nodded, “Okay.”
“M-Mr. Turner!” One servant saw Fred descending the stairs and immediately lowered her head.
In a bathrobe, Fred emitted a chilling, unwelcoming aura as he approached them. The two servants attending to Mya sensibly left to give them space.
She tried to stop them, saying, “Didn’t you say you would cook spaghetti for me? Why are you leaving? When are you coming back to cook for me?”
Mya was a little scared of Fred when she saw him walking toward her in an imposing manner. She thought, ‘ Whenever he shows this expression, I’ll be in big trouble. He’d bully me mercilessly.
Mya swallowed. “W-Why are you looking at me like that? I’ve been behaving very well lately. I didn’t try to run away.” She waved her hand, fear evident in her eyes. She did not smile either.
Fred asked, “Do you really not mind at all? Are you pretending, or is it genuine? Mya, I really want to know who you think about every day.”
He reached out and pinched her cheeks, making her lips pursed. Mya’s eyes were filled with displeasure. She frowned as she stared at the menacing Fred. “What are you doing? You’re hurting my face.”
She pushed him away when she felt him loosening his grip. “Who’s thinking about anyone? I’m not thinking about anyone. I just want to go home.”
She then walked into the living room and continued complaining, “It’s too boring here. I can’t go anywhere.”
Mya sat on the couch and felt a slight discomfort under her buttocks. She lifted her bottom and saw a man’s leather belt and a lace bra underneath. Then, she caught a whiff of something unpleasant, causing her to stand up from the couch in disgust. She asked, ” What’s all this? Were you trying to make a baby again? It’s so filthy.
“Here, take it back. Stop leaving your stuff lying around.” She then shoved the items into Fred’s hands before adding, “And you stink.”
Fred quietly looked at Mya and found her expression very innocent.
He was lost in his thoughts, ‘She has a brain injury, and she doesn’t even have the intelligence of a fifteen-year-old kid.
‘She doesn’t know what love is. She only cares about eating and doing whatever she pleases.’
As Mya walked past Fred, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Despite her struggles, she could not free herself from the kiss and had to swallow her words. Their lips locked in a French kiss; he savored the sweet pastry flavor lingering in her mouth.
