Please behave My Lord novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88: Secret Base

-Xavier. What brings you here today? I didn't have time to clean the room today, why don't you...

With a slight gentle smile on his face, Xavier looked at the older woman in front of him with a kindly attitude.

-Vera, it's okay. It was me who came in today without telling you. Go about your business, I'll just take my friend upstairs for a chat.

At that, Vera Echave glanced at Mariana standing behind him, only to see that this woman's eyes were slightly red and puffy, but remained unable to hide her fair skin and delicate, very impressive looking features.

Vera winked meaningfully. She looked at Xavier and spoke in a whisper:

-Xavier, is she your girlfriend? How pretty!

And he froze and, for some reason, did not refute her in the first place. After a brief pause, he smiled without saying anything, as if he had tacitly agreed.

Vera's eyes couldn't stop moving between the two of them as she nodded in satisfaction before leaving.

Mariana, who was behind them, naturally, had not heard Vera's question.

The two opened the door and entered the room.

But what was before her made her pause a little.

The room was furnished in a somewhat old-fashioned but clean manner. An old, obsolete television was set up on the table and in front of it were Dalbergia armchairs, with smooth but somewhat faded arms.

When he looked up, he noticed some candlesticks on the table, of an antique style that looked like objects of yesteryear.

Even the color scheme of the room design was vintage, where antique touches expanded.

Mariana suddenly realized that it was probably a place where the elderly lived.

He turned his head to look at Xavier whose appearance was somewhat melancholy and guessed approximately who had lived here.

Xavier turned around and slowly walked over to one of Dalbergia's armchairs and sat down, telling her to sit next to him as well.

-You have to wonder whose residence a place like this really is.

Nodding softly, Mariana continued to look at the various antique ornaments in the room.

At this moment, however, a flat voice rang in his ears:

-Early in the morning, my parents were busy with work and didn't trust the nanny to take good care of me, so they sent me to my grandparents and asked them to take care of me.

Mariana's heart tightened as she looked at the man whose eyes were in front of her. Such Xavier was a look she had not seen before.

-For a long time, my childhood was spent here. I had a very happy and carefree life.

His voice fell on Mariana's ears, interspersed with a bit of warm laughter.

Unconsciously, she tilted her head and her eyes followed Xavier's to the small television set in front of her, still carefully covered with a red and white patterned cover, just enough to show the seriousness the elders had put into her life.

She had not expected Xavier to have such a memory.

That man of many young girls' dreams, the one who always wore a bohemian expression and played all kinds of other people's lives on the screen, turned out to have a dim light in his own life.

The story in his ears continued:

-Then the disease took my grandparents. Years later, I bought the place and redecorated it, restoring it as it was.