In the afternoon, I was dizzy.
Sean told me to pour the water. I held the teapot and stood there with my head blank.
I didn’t react a little until the water came down the table and burned my feet.
“I’m sorry!”
I set the teapot aside and looked up at Sean.
He looked at me and his eyes were cold. He didn’t seem to blame me. There was no superfluous expression on his face.
He just looked at me.
But I was a little scared.
I took the toilet paper out of the bathroom and wiped the floor and apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Jessop. I will be careful.”
Then I mop the floor with a mop.
The mop was in the tool room downstairs. I ran over and took it back. After that, Sean said, “go downstairs and prepare dinner.”
“Yes.”
I answered and left.
When I got to the kitchen, I took a look. It was still early, so I curled up in the corner of the kitchen and wanted to have a rest.
But my eyelids were heavy.
I was afraid I would sleep too long. I immediately took my cell phone out and set an alarm clock for me to get up in 30 minutes.
Then I fell asleep.
I didn’t know how long I slept. I felt soft around me. I heard a slight sigh in my ear.
I was too sleepy.
I didn’t care. I just wanted to sleep more.
When I opened my eyes again, it was daylight outside.
I looked at the soft bed around me and thought for a long time that I should make dinner for Sean!
Then I fell asleep!
I looked up and saw the cell phone and turned it on.
It was the next morning!
I was afraid Sean would blame me and try to get rid of me. I was scared and rushed upstairs at once!
Sean’s bedroom door was ajar, and I gently pushed the door open and saw him lying quietly on the bed.
I went over and saw that he was still wearing the clothes he had worn yesterday. I fell asleep so he couldn’t change.
I felt a little guilty.
I saw that he didn’t cover the quilt so I covered it for him. When I turned and was about to leave, I was held by a powerful arm from behind and pulled directly onto the bed.
Then I heard him say, “don’t go.”
I was nervous and thought he woke up.
But I looked back quietly and saw his eyes closed.
He held me tight and breathed evenly.
I lay in a very uncomfortable position and dared not move.
He just held me like this.
After a few seconds, I heard him mutter again, “stand there and don’t sleep.”
“...”
Did he think of these things when he was dreaming?
But soon, I heard a light and helpless sigh. I was a little bit nervous.
He held me tighter. I heard him say in a very light voice, “won’t you give in?”
Give in?
My heart seemed to be pricked by a needle.
Was that what he thought?
But after a while, he turned over and finally let me go.
I carefully stood up from the bed and looked at Sean who was asleep. I thought of his words and was in a complicated mood.
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