Night visit to Donora

Chapter 10

The two of them ate their breakfast quietly, sitting opposite each other without interfering with each other, and unexpectedly there was a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.Donora's illness was slowly improving. Although she felt a little appetitive looking at the food on the table, she stopped eating when she was [-]% full and sat on a chair.

Donora's eyes unconsciously fell on Miss Taylor who was still having breakfast.Miss Taylor's table movements and expressions did not resemble those of her gentle and demure mother.Although her movements are also very elegant, there always seems to be a bit of charm in her gestures.

Although Donora didn't quite understand the meaning of charming... she just heard her father mentioning this word by chance.Watching Miss Taylor's actions, this word came to her mind unconsciously.

Miss Taylor's breakfast was almost used up when I looked at it.Donora watched Miss Taylor put down the knife and fork, and her already straight back tensed a bit.

Miss Taylor took a sip of the hot tea handed over by Caesar, and sighed comfortably. She looked up at Caesar, and said softly, "Thank you, baby."

Baby... Donora glanced at Caesar sideways, his face still expressionless.So, is Caesar really Miss Taylor's lover?Although his appearance is very handsome, it seems too dull.

Miss Taylor seemed to have forgotten the existence of Donora, and flirted with Caesar directly, as if she was fighting fiercely.Donora saw that Miss Taylor was almost snuggled into Caesar's arms, she quickly moved her eyes away, and fixed on the leftovers on the table.But it was useless to look away, those words with a bit of erotic meaning were poured into her ears verbatim.

Donora's upbringing didn't allow her to leave the table without her master's permission, so she just sat upright.Although she is not yet an adult, and her family did not teach her much about the sexuality of men and women, she is not an ignorant child.While listening to their ambiguous conversation mixed with the sound of tsk-tsk water, the tips of her ears and cheeks slowly turned crimson.

When Donora heard the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, she finally couldn't sit still.She stood up abruptly and confessed: "Miss Taylor, I'm sorry... please allow me to leave here." After she finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to go to the room.

Just turned around and was stopped by Miss Taylor.

"Wait." Miss Taylor's voice was different from the clear voice before, but it was a little hoarse and even tainted with a different meaning, which made people's ears warm.Miss Taylor looked at Donora's upright and stiff body, and couldn't help laughing, "They're all women, what are you afraid of?" Seeing that Donora was still standing without turning around, she cleared her throat, her tone After a few moments of seriousness, "Okay, turn around."

Donora wanted to leave such an embarrassing and disturbing situation.But Miss Taylor called out to herself, and she stopped.Because she wanted to know what purpose Miss Taylor had in taking her over from Mr. Kelly.

Donora turned around, but her eyes drooped slightly, and she didn't look at Miss Taylor and Caesar.

Miss Taylor seemed a little helpless, she patted the hand of Caesar who was helping her arrange her clothes affectionately, and said in a low voice, "You go down first."

When only Donora and Miss Taylor were left in the living room, Donora's eyes fell back on Miss Taylor.The blush was slowly fading from her cheeks, but soon returned to her cheeks when she saw Miss Taylor's disheveled appearance.

Ms. Taylor was taken aback, and she laughed undisguisedly, with a hint of irony and nostalgia in her tone, "Sure enough, Chu'er is Chu'er."

"However, you have to be a young child to be good at training|teaching, and you have the noble blood of a noble lady in your body." Miss Taylor gracefully arranged her dress, "But your best place..." After she adjusted her dress, she walked up to Donora in a few steps, raised her hand and touched her smooth and tender cheek, "It's still a pretty face."

Hearing her malicious tone, Donora suddenly raised her hand and slapped away Miss Taylor's hand that was caressing her cheek, making a crisp "snap".Then, Donora quickly took two steps back, looking straight at Miss Taylor with her emerald eyes.

Unexpectedly, Miss Taylor was not angry, but chuckled lightly. There was a hint of approval in her eyes, "A woman has to have a temper. Submissive, weak and deceitful women will soon get bored, and then be A man forgets and throws it in a corner of oblivion like garbage, and will never see the light for a lifetime."

Donora got used to her capriciousness, "Thank you Miss Taylor for your help before, I don't know what reason you used to take me over from Mr. Kelly?" In fact, when she cut her wrist to face Mr. Kelly that day , she was ready to die.

"Little sweetheart, since you admit that I helped you before, you have to help me in the future." Miss Taylor said in a frivolous tone, "Although Mr. Kelly is ugly, he is rich and has some ties to the nobles and powers of all parties. .It is better to please him than to offend him."

Donora listened to Miss Taylor's words, and she vaguely felt that Miss Taylor was trying to curry favor with Mr. Kelly through her face.

"Your face is definitely a weapon," said Miss Taylor.She had just finished speaking, and it was no surprise that she saw the reluctance in Donora's eyes.But this is also a matter of course.A beautiful and noble noble lady originally had a beautiful and warm family, and her husband should be a handsome and powerful man.With her beauty and her family, her husband will definitely cherish her in his palm.

It's a pity that now, he has to please a man who is ugly, whose money and power are not comparable to his own family.

Seeing that Donora didn't speak, Miss Taylor continued: "I heard that your family members were killed by others? It's been so long, but there hasn't been even the slightest disturbance. It seems that the murderer who killed your family members The background... is not simple."

Donora trembled slightly.

"Don't you want to know who killed your parents? Only the nobles know about the nobles. You don't want to find out who the murderer of your parents is among the working class? They probably even have your parents' names Never heard of it."

"And... look at your own pretty little face."

"If you leave the protection of powerful men, do you think you can live well?"

"Reduce to a man's plaything, or cling to other powerful people to become their lover, and let them fall into the sweet dream you wove... You should know what is the right choice, right?"

Miss Taylor didn't make a sound after she finished speaking. She looked at the red on the back of her hand, thought of something, and smiled silently.

After a while of silence, Donora said in a somewhat difficult voice, "I want revenge. Well, but what am I going to do...?"

Miss Taylor looked at Donora's clear green eyes and laughed out loud.She raised her hand and pinched Donora's tender face, "Just listen to me obediently."