
A strange gush emerged from his face when he saw me. I could only smile, hoping that my appearance would not disappoint him too much.
"Master, I'm ready." I greeted him again.
He was still silent as he continued to watch me from head to toe. I don't know what's on his mind, all of a sudden...
"Servant, please give her an ornamental pinch to cover her chest!"
She asked the salon waiter to put on an ornamental clip to cover part of my breast dress. The salon waiter quickly picked up ornamental flops to cover them.
It turned out that she realized that my cleavage was a little visible.
"Like this, sir?" ask the waiter after putting the flops on my chest.
"Yes already." He closed both eyes, as if asking the waiter to leave us.
"Sir." I approached him immediately.
"Come, hurry!" He immediately pulled my hand without seeing me at all.
Mr ....
He pulled me to follow him immediately. But she did not hold my palm, but rather my wrist that was covered in this dress. Even so, still felt his hand grip. I don't know why I didn't want to take my eyes off him.
Is this what you call falling in love?
I don't understand why I feel this way. Maybe because it was the first time I saw a handsome guy like this. Or maybe there's something I don't know. His friendly attitude made me wonder, is it possible that people seem to be able to easily accept my presence for no reason? Of course the answer is no.
"Hurry in!"
After arriving at the salon parking lot, he immediately asked me to get in the car. I thought Jack was going with him, but he was alone.
"Don't sit in the back, I'm not your driver" she said, which made me want to laugh.
"Good sir."
After putting on the seat belts, we started driving towards the dinner meeting hall. Along the way, I just kept quiet for fear of mispronouncing. While she...
Why does he always look at me? Why is the windshield pointing at me?
I don't understand why he's trying to steal a look when I don't see him. But I kept quiet, trying not to care. After all, I'm just a worker, a maid to him. Not a special person to be privileged with. I try to be self-conscious and know thank you.
Arriving at the meeting...
Throughout the trip we just danced and occasionally I looked at him who focused on driving a car. Don't know why, it's like he's avoiding my sight.
We spent a few dozen minutes staring at the streets of the city. And finally, we arrived at a meeting hall. My master then opened the car door for me.
"Some like my partner. Don't embarrass me" he whispered, helping me get out of the car.
I don't know why he's like this. I was also asked to pretend to be her partner. It is my heart so happy that even if I only pretend, I can at least be a handsome male lover in a matter of hours.
"Take my arm."
We've never been in direct contact. But tonight he asked me to hold his hand. I followed his request as well. Without a second thought I took a friend of himself while entering the meeting building. I stepped onto the red carpet.
I hope my story isn't like Cinderella.
Some of the entrance guards in black suits gave us a welcome greeting. We finally arrived at this building. And how shocked I was when I saw the order of the space that was very luxurious. Where many flower pots lined up neatly with beautiful colorful lantern lights. Like a fancy wedding in my country.
"Ah, Mr. Rain."
A middle-aged man wearing formal clothes approached us. The man then glanced at me.
"He's Ara, he's my lover."
What?!! I was surprised not to play with his confession. A lover? This fast?!!
The longer I get curious about his attitude. It's really too fast for me. There must be something behind this attitude. And I guess I'll have to find out soon.
"Oh, welcome, Miss. It's nice to meet you." The man asked me to shake hands.
"Thank you." I just put my right hand on my chest because my left hand was holding my master.
Seeing my attitude that refused to shake hands made my master turn his head quickly towards me. And I just smiled at him, a sweet, spoiled smile. It was as if I was really her lover.
I'll play my part, sir.
I don't know what was on his mind, he smiled and returned the middle-aged man's hand. "It's good to see you again. Can we taste the opening dishes?" Turns out my master is to the point of the man.
"Oh, yeah. Gosh darn. Forgive us, Mr. Rain. Let's." Let's." The middle-aged man invited us to the dish table.
I also set foot with my master towards the super large dish table. I forgot to put a smile on the way. I remember her message to act like a real lover. Yes, I did, I followed.
Sir, two years I've been with the theater organization at my school. I hope my acting doesn't disappoint you too much. Tonight I'll show you another side of me.
Arriving at the super large dish table, I immediately picked up a drink for my master. I spoiled her like a lover. And I saw him wonder at himself with this attitude of mine.
"Ara, are you okay?" He whispered into my ear, in the crowd of invited guests who came.
"I'm fine, honey."
I whispered softly in his ear, at once he was wide open to my words. I'm just relaxed, pretending to be her boyfriend.
Eh?! Fizzy cheeks?
I saw both of my master's cheeks flushed red upon hearing my words of affection. But I just ignored it because the owner of the show had gone up on stage. He gave his opening word. And I only realized that this dinner invitation was not an ordinary dinner invitation, but celebrating the anniversary of the event owner's wedding.
Eh? Who'sis that?
While standing near my master, I looked in any direction. And I accidentally saw a man like he was watching me from afar. Not knowing who, but when I turned to him, he smiled as he raised his glass, as if inviting me to drink.
Uh, did he take me or take the others?
I immediately looked to the side and back, just the times he invited the others. But as it turned out, the man actually invited me, there was no other girl of this age near me. I then looked towards him again. And I saw him smiling to see my behavior.
"Hey, what's up?" It turned out that this attitude of mine was realized by my master.
"Oh, no, sir. There's nothing." I answered the question immediately with a fake smile.
"Master?!"
He looked at me sharply, like he was upset. Both of his eyebrows rose instantly. His eyes looked like they wanted to finish me off. I immediately remembered his message.
Oh, my God, I forgot to pretend! "Sorry, Honey. I'm fine." I smiled sweetly at him and then put my head on his shoulder.
Not knowing what was on his mind, he then touched my forehead with his left hand. I rubbed my forehead because it hurt.
He's a bitch! I also forgot to touch me.
"Focus back to the event" he asked in a whisper.
I comply. And finally I'm enjoying this dinner invitation. Welcome to welcome, I listened well. Until finally the free event session began to be held by the host. The guests were asked to send their attention to the stage.