"Oh, so it's like that. I got it." He said nodding his head in understanding. While ever so stoic butler didn't give any reaction just like she had expected.
She took a deep sigh of relief and sat back on her chair wiping her fake sweat. "Thank God, you did, Mr Asbeel." Now she felt a bit bad for parting those things with her.
Not everything but a starry bracelet has caught her eyes. Now she also had to return it. But this was only the right thing to do.
"Hmmm, so be prepared at 8 tonight. We have to attend a charity auction." He said looking at his watch. "Anything else?"
"Wait. What? We have to do what?" She asked, astonished. 'How did things turn out like this' 'how could a maid attend a charity function with his boss'.
He tilted his head and his brows raised coming to a frown on his face, with a confusing tone he inquired "didn't you say things will go to waste if you won't go to the parties. So, I am arranging one for you. Why aren't you happy now little angel" he asked her gazing intensely
While she just blinked. "Is he serious or her ears were drumming nonsense. She looked at him again to see if he was joking and would laugh at her any moment.
But a second, two-second passed and he was still looking at her quizzing eyes as she continued to wait for him to laugh and say 'I was joking' but that did not happen.
So, he was really serious. Of course what else she would have thought of this man. She took a deep breath 'alas she had to explain him again ' she took the glass from the table and drank the whole glass in a gulp. Then she licked her lips to get rid of the dryness.
"or you can just take them back. Then we don't need to attend the party and things won't be wasted." She gave him the advice with the sweetest smile she could muster.
"How could throwing things be better than you wearing them?" He couldn't help but his confusion only grew. His words were very doubtful.
'Just how does his mind work? When did she say to throw those marvellous things'
"But why do we need to throw them?" She could not help but ask. Her voice was exhausted, it's too difficult to explain things to this man.
"Little angel, you are confusing me. You don't want to keep them. You don't want to wear them. Then what do you want to do with those things?" he asked, tilting his head.
"Why not just return them?" She confessed the words she wanted to say from the start.
"Oh, little angel, except daily necessities all the clothes and accessories you wanted to return are auctioned goods or imported one. None of them can't be returned" he continued with a pause "So either you wear them or throw them"
Huh, her eyes widened again. she was speechless again. Her throat, which she had just made wet, got dry again. Her heart palpitations could be heard even from a distance. She gulped her own saliva but still, her mind lost control.
Words could not describe what she was feeling now. His every word always made her speechless. Just how could he throw a bomb at her ever so innocently. He bought everything from high-end auctions.
Then things would be ten times more costly then she had thought. Their cost would be in the millions and he had given them to her like pennies.
Why? Why was he doing this for her? For a stranger, a nobody.
She wanted to believe that he was joking but she knew better than he would never lie to her. This much trust she has built. But what now? What was she supposed to say?
She couldn't keep such costly things with her, it would make her feel burdened. This indebtedness she wouldn't be able to bear. But she couldn't even ask him to throw these things. If not his, her heart will surely bleed watching those things got thrown.
So, she hardened her heart and chose the last option she preferred and replied in a barely audible voice "then why don't you give them to your girlfriends. Each to a different girl. They will be very happy to get those gifts from you." Her voice has a tinge of despair, she doesn't know why she is sad.
Is it because she has to part away with the things or because he will give them to other girls. Things which were bought for her would be used by other girls. But he was no one to you. So you couldn't keep his things, she tried to console her heart but these words brought more pain to her heart. She looked above and blinked to stop the tears threatening to fall.
God how had she turned into a cry baby? She hadn't cried for the past three years when she was alone. And now it looked like she could cry every time she thought about him or talked to him.
Like she wanted to shed tears for every pain she had disguised with her smile. Why? Because he listened to her. He cared for her. Had she been greedy for his warmth?
He would never love her, she told herself again. She would steel herself again. Yes, she would. She was determined in her heart. But his next sentence broke all her determination in an instant.
"But they are not worth it little angel. Those things are for you because you are special" he started and told "now, don't waste time and finish your work. The stylist will come at 5 pm. And be ready till 7 pm. I will come personally to pick you up, Okay. Take care" and with that, he stood and went.