
If Anitha was still on the edge of her bed, not with her master. Mr. Nansen had already started moving into his room. Mr. Nan wanted to immediately find out who Anitha really was and what the purpose of what she looked like earlier.
Without hesitation, master Nan said, "You want to lure me in by dressing like that?" There was a snide sound of Mr. Nansen standing at the door. Anitha immediately stood up because she was so shocked by what she heard.
Anitha was still in shock and was still standing frozen beside the bed. The intelligent brain had already flown on without saying goodbye to him. With the messy conditions, plus the cruel accusation of Mr. Nansen who said he was about to provoke him, made Anitha like a daze.
Mr. Nansen pays attention to the details of what happened with Anitha. Anitha's shock face and Anitha's frostiness were not the result of engineering to snatch her sympathy. All pure because of Anitha's carelessness. That's Mr. Nansen's vision.
It's a crazy idea in Mr. Nansen's brain. He wants to prank his wife's errand girl. Nansen Adreyan who was famous for seriousness, suddenly wanted to play around with the beautiful girl in front of him.
He approached Anitha who was still unconscious, if she had been scanned by her enemy-like master and would have eaten him. Mr. Nansen had no intention of doing so. Mr. Nansen just wants to play Anitha.
With a swift step, master Nansen was already in front of Anitha. With a quick movement, he pulled Anitha's hair so he looked up at her. Mr. Nansen looked sharply at Anitha's eyeballs. Although it had a strange tremor spread in his heart.
Anitha grew even more shocked and made her even more helpless. She never looked like her life except in front of her husband who has now turned into an ex.
The look on Anitha's face, which was plastered in front of Mr. Nansen, made his own pleasure in the heart, although he was cynical about covering up his heart. His heart wanted to laugh even though it was still with a cold face like a predator who wanted to prey.
"You want to lure me to be my lover??" the accusation was right in front of Anitha's face. Mr. Nansen gently pushed Anitha's body back to sit on the edge of her bed, and removed her hand from the moving hair by holding Anitha's chin.
The close position made Anitha smell her master's fragrance. Anitha regained her senses and encouraged Mr. Nansen, but his efforts failed. Feeling her body being pushed, Mr. Nansen turned to grip both of Anitha's shoulders.
"What do you want exactly?" asked sharply, Mr. Nansen looked deeply at Anitha. Once again his heart seemed to be stung by thousands of volts of electricity. But he does not look.
"I'm sorry I accidentally fell asleep." Anitha's voice trembled withstanding the embarrassment of seeing her own appearance and feeling the master Nansen being so close. Hearing Anitha's trembling voice actually made the strange tremors in her chest increasingly become.
However, it is not the name of Mr. Nansen if it shows feelings. Still in a cold and cynical manner she drew closer to Anitha and lowered her head right beside Anitha's head and whispered, "I want you to serve on this bed," mister Nansen whispered in a cold tone.
Anitha trembled and gave satisfaction to lord Nansen. Mr. Nansen thought Anitha was ashamed or afraid, but he was wrong.
Anitha did not hold back fear but held back her anger, no less coldly she said, "Remove your hand from my body Sir, or you will regret it all your life!!"
Mr. Nansen gasped at Anitha's cold and harsh tone. "Quick change your clothes, then cook dinner. Isn't that your only duty, doll lady?" he said, trying to neutralize his own heart.
He stepped out of Anitha's room without waiting for an answer from Anitha. A faint smile rose on his lips. Somehow his heart felt very satisfied knowing the true attitude of his wife's man who this one.
If he puts a smile behind Anitha. Anitha was instead annoyed half to death over her master's treatment. "Review you Nan! I'll get you back tonight!"
He quickly closed the door and changed his clothes. Then to the kitchen. He made the roasted beef steak and the Capcay gravy he had prepared.
He quickly served his master. She smiled sweetly to let her master eat. But not the thank you he received but the word satire.
"So far from the Doll Woman, I'm allergic to dolls!" Once again he said Anitha was a doll. Though just now he was holding Anitha who he said was a puppet.
A thunderous voice sounded screaming at him. " Stop you Doll Woman!!! Whatever cooking you can't!"
"Your train. I also have a thousand ways to treat you. Just tell me continue I am master Nan's puppet lady," Anitha cussed in her heart and turned to face her master.
Then Anitha said without feeling guilty "Why Master?"
Mr. Nansen forgot to always say doll allergies. "Here you!" There was a great anger on his face.
Anitha stepped closer to her master, there was no fear. At least he was already a step in provoking his master's response. Although not a good response. But the stimulus he gave went smoothly. "What's up, sir?" he said with a clear look that was definitely just drama.
"Try your cooking. So salty!" He unconsciously pulled Anitha's hand. Obviously Anitha was getting happier. His master's mouth and heart were not in line.
"Sorry sir, I'm allergic to beef." Obviously he lied to avoid a piece of roasted beef that he gave more salt and flavoring than he should have.
Mr. Nansen looked at Anitha's face looking for a lie on her face. But he didn't find it. Precisely what he saw the face of fear as if forced to eat the meat.
Wow ... so good Anitha played her part. He put on a persona in a fearful look.
Mr. Nansen is not aware of being bullied once again. He considered his assumption at the beginning to see Anitha was right. The beautiful white smooth girl was not good at home work and now she was afraid if forced to eat.
"You do it again and reduce the salt and flavor. If you fail .. watch out for you!" He re-ordered and threatened Anitha with an unclear threat.
"Good sir." Anitha let go of the hand her master was holding and clearly made her master shocked. Mr. Nansen was unaware that he had taken Anitha's hand.
Anitha brought her steak dish back to the kitchen. He warmed up a little steak that was sequestered with the proper seasoning.
His lips are not out of a smile. He was happy on the first day that Madame Allea left, her development was quite noticeable. Anitha was really hoping to get what Miss Allea promised. He wanted to build his life and bring his mother to life with him. "Please ma'am, I'll pick up mom for us to live together."
If Anitha smiled differently from Mr. Nansen, she was stunned by the incident earlier. He had unknowingly pulled Anitha and did not let go of his hand. No matter how angry a person is, his body will not come into physical contact with a stranger except for a handshake with his business relationship. If it is deemed necessary. He touched Anitha twice.
"Ahhh what's wrong with me, don't tell me I'm getting dragged into this girl's game. She's just a tool from my wife to make what my wife wants!" mister Nansen's mind was upset.
Before long Anitha returned to bring the steak that had been warmed. He went back to serving Mr. Nansen. "Please master, and forgive me," Anitha said pretending to feel guilty.
Again Anitha smiled because once again master Nansen was silent when he put the dish, Anitha deliberately pretended to nudge his hand that was on the table.
Mr. Nansen seemed unresponsive to being touched deliberately by Anitha. He was not unaware of Anitha's behavior. Without Anitha noticing, mister Nan was enjoying her steak dish.
"Hmmm good at also the doll lady cook. Did he fuck me?" Mumbled Mr. Nansen who was not heard by Anitha, because Anitha had returned to the kitchen to clean up the remnants of the dish.
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