HAREM THE RULER

MICHELLE'S SUSPICIONS

Lazarus opened his eyes slowly, his bead was presented with a different face from Angela. He smiled at Angela who seemed to be falling asleep like him.

Lazarus gently pulled down the blanket covering his body, before coming down from the bed staring once more at Angela, wearing her pants that were lying on the floor and then exiting the room bare-chested.

Nosediving his office phone. "Albert, get to my room!"

It was not long before Albert knocked on the door and walked in. Instantly, his eyes were fully rounded to see his Master bare-chested in broad daylight, in the office. "Boss uh sir... You guys? Did something happen?"

"Go buy women's shirts of all sizes. Then call the Chief Housekeeper if the waiter he sent here is doing my job, so he's coming home late." Lazarus could not say anything to Albert, though the curiosity in Albert's eyes was evident.

"Don't ask! I'll explain." Added Lazarus.

Albert finally left despite still being curious.

Lazarus returned to his resting room, he saw the movement of Angela's eyelashes that moved indicating he had awakened. Leisurely he stood looking at her with his hands crossed in front. "Don't pretend to be asleep again. Awake up!"

Angela immediately opened her eyes wide. "I wasn't pretending, just a little embarrassed," then turned his gaze away.

Lazarus smiled. "What's your name? I don't even know?"

"Krist."

Lazarus is approaching Angela. "Are you not afraid of me? Why dare you tease me?" His fishing rod.

Angela pulled the blanket until her chin covered her nervousness and innocent body. "Why should I be afraid? Are you going to hurt me?"

"Aren't you a woman last night? If you're not afraid of me why did you run away last night when you saw me?" Raised one eyebrow.

"I'm just shocked Sir," pleaded Angela.

Alright sweetheart...keep your cipher! Lazarus.

"Well, once your new shirt comes you can go!" Lazarus walked towards the bathroom, glanced briefly at the bed and then stepped inside.

Angela immediately jumped down, picking up one by one her clothes were splattered. Wearing it in a hurry, picking up a Lazarus shirt that was loosened on the floor stuffed the tip of his lower shirt into his pants. He did not want to linger there, quickly tidying up his makeup and wearing his blazer covering the oversized Lazarus shirt.

Angela with big steps walked towards the elevator, like someone who had just stolen something.

Lazarus came out of the bathroom to find Angela no longer there, out of the rest room looking in his office room also did not find her.

Albert's door opened with a paper bag in his hand. "It's Mister. All the sizes I bought, XXL sizes are there too." joked Albert.

Lazarus did not smile at Albert's joke, his mind had been taken away by Angela.

"Master?" Albert called Lazarus for no response.

"WHAT?!"

"That's anu... The shirt is ready to wear, shouldn't you give it?"

"He's gone! She's Angela." Then Lazarus recounted all his suspicions and proofs to Albert making Albert take a rough breath.

"Oh my God!" Albert still couldn't believe it.

"We'll let it go, I want to know why Angela did it. Don't let anyone hurt her, this time whoever I won't let go!"

*

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Lake in!"

The door opened, a servant entered. "Sir, dinner is ready, Lady Michelle and Young Master Sean are waiting for you."

"Hm, go."

Lazarus went out into the dining room, he stopped his steps to see Angela there, he continued his steps.

"Lazor." Say hello Michelle.

Lazarus sat down without looking, he just looked down and muttered "Hm"

"Daddy, good night." Sean greets.

Lazarus raised his head, not looking at Sean but Angela who was standing behind him. "Who is he?" ask Lazarus who he knows.

Angela was worried, but when Lazarus pretended not to know her at home he was relieved.

"He's your son's new nanny." Michelle answered.

"Hm."

"I call her Aunt Kristine Daddy, I like her a lot."

Hey rancid boy! How dare I like my woman! The curse of Lazarus in his heart.

"Here you go, start eating! You also sit with Sean to eat!" Lazarus blurted at Kristine but caught Michelle's attention.

"Yes. Sit Aunty." Sean smiled happily.

Angela understood Lazarus's word was everything. He quickly sat down next to Sean, joining in.

Michelle looked at Kristine, looking at her dislikefully but not daring to go against Lazarus.

Everyone starts to enjoy their food, the occasional Angela feeds Sean upsetting Lazarus with jealousy. Even a year ago married to him, he had never been spoiled like that at the dinner table.

"Sean! You're grown, eat with your own hands!" after speaking Lazarus put food back in his mouth like he had never said anything.

Angela rolled her eyes, feeling sorry for Sean. "Alright, Young Master eat by yourself. I'll give you a gift." His hand gently stroked Sean's smooth cheeks.

Prangs!

Lazarus dropped his spoon on the plate hard, then took it back. "Eat quietly!" not feeling guilty himself is what makes the furor continuously.

Angela shuts her mouth no longer talking. Glanced once at Lazarus and then calmly woke up his food.

Lazarus occasionally steals a glance at Angela, unconsciously smiling at her lips.

Michelle happened to see her smile, surprised to never see her husband as well as now. She followed her husband's gaze, and Lazarus was staring at his step-son's nanny. Lazarus looked at him with a smile?

The instant her anger rose, Michelle stared intently at Kristine. Inadvertently his eyes saw a small red mark on his neck, suspicion appearing in his heart.