"Can you please not go downstairs first?" Gareth mumbled awkwardly. Perceiving Elisa's confused gaze, he explained, "Grandma thought we were having sex just now. She'll think I'm weak if you go down too quickly."
Elisa blushed to the root of her hair as it didn't come to her mind that Julia had mistaken them. Looking abashed, Elisa was at a loss for words.
Gareth stared at her and let out a cough. "And she'll feed me all kinds of nourishment. Please do me this favor."
Elisa inhaled deeply to overcome her nervousness. Pretending to be unbothered, she deliberately sneered, "You do care about your image."
Gareth frowned. "It's not the matter of image but… a man's dignity."
Elisa said nothing else and agreed with his request. However, she didn't stay in the room but went to catch some fresh air on the balcony. She thought she had lost her mind. When the breeze gently brushed at her cheeks, she finally felt like she could breathe again.
Gareth stared at Elisa's figure and became lost in his thoughts.
The two only went downstairs during lunchtime. To their surprise, Julia didn't mention the episode this morning. All of them ignored it and pretended as if nothing had happened.
Gareth thought the matter had passed, but he realized he was too naive when he saw the nutritious dishes on the table–oysters, pig livers, wild yam…
Besides, there was a bowl of murky soup specially prepared for him.
Elisa almost couldn't contain her laughter but had to put on a nonchalant expression.
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