Until noon, Anna just finished with her work. The food she cooked in the morning had not been touched in the slightest. Neither Devan nor Byanca, they never left the room.
Devan is still in his workroom, while Byanca is still in Devan's room.
Being between a pair of lovers was not easy for Anna, especially after hearing the voices this morning.
If only Anna had the money, she might have submitted a letter of resignation instead of having to work with them.
"Byanca..." suddenly Anna's attention who was on the first floor was distracted by Devan's voice followed by a knock on the door.
"Byanca are you still sleeping?" Devan repeated his call when he got no answer.
"Open, I want to co in," said Devan again.
Anna who saw the behavior of the lovers began to feel embarrassed, "Tsk, they just make love last night, and now they act like they haven't done it at all, even though Mr. Devan can go straight in without calling Miss Byanca. Are they both playing soap operas?"
However, she tries to hide her feelings.
The sound of the door squeaking was heard, the bedroom door opened.
Imdiately Byanca pulled Devan's hand in, but the man imdiately threw her away.
"S-sorry. I'm tired, Devan, and just woke up," said Byanca walking back to the bed and laying down there.
"Whatever," replied Devan briefly, the man then walked to a door in the corner of the room, the door connected Devan's room with another very large room. n's clothes, watches, shoes, ties, and other similar items filled the room.
Devan changed there and then ca back out, he never said a word to Byanca, making the woman frown.
"Devan, can you care about ?" Byanca suddenly grabbed the man's arm and pulled him tight until Devan flinched and landed on the bed.
"You better take a shower and change your clothes first before you talk to ," said Devan standing up.
"I didn't bring a change of clothes."
"Use your money, or you'd better go ho," Devan retorted and disappeared behind the bedroom door.
Byanca who was treated like that just sighed harshly. Even though she already has a relationship with Edward, that doesn't an she doesn't want a Devan Atmadja. Say she is greedy.
'Devan' besides being handso and also rich, his body is every woman's dream. Yes, to be honest, she had never done sex with Devan. They had been in a relationship for years, but he didn't even want to touch her. Whereas not only once or twice she teased Devan. And the only person who could fulfill her needs was Edward.
Since the breakup of her and Devan's relationship, Byanca began to receive news that the man had started playing with many won, even having sex with them, all the information she got while in Australia through her confidants. And it managed to make Byanca even more curious about the man who might soon beco her husband.
Rising from her position, Byanca then straightened her appearance and followed Devan out of the room.
While on the other hand, now Anna is making food again in the kitchen, Devan asks her to cook chicken soups she cooked a few days ago.
Even though there was a lot of food on the table. But the man kept asking her to cook as if he did it on purpose.
Anna glanced sharply at Devan who only focused on her cellphone. If only there was a gaze that could kill, maybe Devan would have been killed countless tis with just Anna's gaze.
Anna suddenly normalized her expression when she saw Miss Byanca coming down the stairs and walking towards where they were.
"Honey, what are you doing?" asked Byanca sitting next to Devan.
The person she was talking to only glanced at her and then returned to focus on his cellphone, looking very reluctant to respond to Byanca.
However, Byanca did not give up. "You have an event today?" asked Byanca, her tone not changing one bit even though Devan ignored her.
"No."
"Want to go strolling? It's been a long ti you didn't take for a walk, honey," Byanca said again.
"There's sothing I need to finish before night, I can't go anywhere," Devan replied without turning his head.
"Really? If tomorrow? Tomorrow is Sunday, there's no way you'll still be taking care of your work on Sunday right?"
"I have an appointnt tomorrow," replied Devan. He had promised Grandma to co to visit.
"Promise? With whom?" Byanca tilted her head.
"None of your affairs."
"Hmm, then maybe another ti. I also have an appointnt with my old friend who lives here."
Devan didn't reply and only responded with a nod.
While on the other hand, Anna who overheard the conversation of the two figures at the dining table tried her best to ignore them.
Whereas a few hours ago the two of them exchanged pleasure and now seed like strangers to each other. If only Anna had not heard the cursed voices, perhaps she would not have believed that Mr. Devan and Miss Byanca's relationship had reached that stage.
That love's drama made her feel uncomfortable. She knew that she had no right to interfere in their relationship, it's just, the attitude they showed provoked the bad side of her, let's say it was a normal attitude that humans usually have.
A rough sigh escaped her lips again, seeing the food was cooked, Anna swiftly served it on the dining table without making the slightest sound.
"Anna, did you cook all this?" asked Byanca stopping Anna's hand from moving, but only for a split second.
"Y-yes miss. Please taste it," answered Anna.
"You are sick?" asked Byanca again changing the subject, suddenly Devan raised his eyes, looked at Anna, but only for a few seconds, and then started filling his plate with so of the food that was already served.
"Eh? Why did Miss say that?" Instead of answering, Anna asked back.
"That, you've been wearing a mask since earlier, are you okay?" asked Byanca again, pointing to Anna's face.
"Y-yes, Miss," replied Anna.
"Also your walk is a little limp, are you sure you're okay?" Asked Byanca again occasionally turning to Devan.
Actually,y this is just a re formality in front of Devan, the goal is to steal the man's attention by using Anna. Trying to create the best image possible in front of Devan.
"I-I fell on the way here, Miss. I'm fine, you don't have to worry," answered Anna.
"Good. Since it's already lunchti, how about you co to eat with us? That's all right, honey?" said Byanca glancing at Anna than at Devan.
"Up to you."
"No, sir, miss. Thank you. I'm still full," said Anna imdiately, her voice higher and more excited than before.
If she eats with Mr.. Devan and Miss Byanca, then what's the point of wearing a mask all day.C
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