Worship The Ground You Walk On novel Chapter 30

At Crawford's mansion, the housekeeper and the nanny were cleaning up the house.

When they arrived on the third floor, the housekeeper hesitantly pulled the nanny to stand on the stairway, looking grave.

Then the housekeeper went to the bedroom to find Claudia, “Mrs. Crawford, the third floor hasn't been cleaned for a long time. Do you think it's time to clean it?”

Claudia nodded her head naturally.

But the housekeeper stood in the doorway, looking disturbed. He was almost hesitant to say, “But...”

Claudia froze and remembered that when she first came to the Crawford mansion, she had heard the housekeeper say that Ben had ordered that no one was allowed to set foot on the third floor.

It was like a holy place. She hadn't seen anyone go in since they got married for more than a year...

“But Mrs. Crawford, the third floor hasn't been cleaned in almost two years. If I don't clean the third floor again, I'm afraid... Mr. Crawford will not be happy!” The housekeeper said.

Claudia thought about it and said to the housekeeper in sign language that she would clean the third floor and let him, and the nanny go downstairs first.

The housekeeper had the same idea. Then he gave Claudia the vacuum cleaner and hurried downstairs with the nanny.

Claudia had never been to the third floor before, and this was her first time here. As soon as she got upstairs, she saw a lot of dust bunnies and had an unspeakable feeling.

The lilies in the vase in the hallway had long since wilted and dried up. The rose-colored sofa was also dusty. The design of the wood furniture was very different from downstairs.

And there was a grand piano in the corner.

Claudia cleaned it with a vacuum cleaner. When her fingers accidentally touched the keys, she heard the melodious notes.

When she was little, and her father was alive, she had been playing the piano for many years, which was also a hobby of hers. Claudia sat down and fell for the beautiful melody. This is a Steinway, shipped directly from Germany, had a sound quality that was unmatched by any other piano. Along with her excellent skills, she was able to play great music with simple notes.

Ben was drawn to the sound of the piano as soon as he walked in the house.

He walked up the stairs step by step and reached the third floor, an area that had been closed for years. The familiar tune made him feel enchanted and obsessed for a while.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance, which echoed the music and made people feel refreshed. It smelled like the unique fragrance of that person.

He could not help but walk up and hug her from behind. Then he leaned down, rested his jaw on her shoulder, and smelled her hair, making him not want to leave her.

“Hanna...”

Ben closed his eyes, moved his thin lips, and murmured.

At first, he and Hanna met because of a piece of Mozart's C major. Whenever he heard this piece, his mind would go back to the past. Although it was a long time, he still couldn't forget it.

The piano stopped abruptly.

Claudia just let him hold her stiff body. The name he called her stung her heart. As she smiled sadly, her lips were instantly captured by his cold lips, and Claudia was confused for a moment!

He held her face and kissed her deeply. She felt the tenderness he had never felt for her.

Claudia calmed down. Then she decisively pushed him away with all her strength and stopped the kiss. As she moved backward, she fell to the floor with a thud.

Ben was in a daze for a moment, but his rationality won. Then he looked down at her, and his gaze was cold.

The tenderness in his eyes had been replaced by a vicious look, which shot at her like a knife. His voice sounded cold and somber, “Who told you to touch her piano?”

Tears filled her eyes. She got up and bit her lower lip, looking defiantly stubborn.

Claudia had no idea that the third floor had been sealed up and the long-standing piano belonged to Hanna...

“Who told you to come up?”

His deep, cold voice broke in her ears.

He grabbed her wrist violently and roughly with his big hand. He clasped her pulse hard, making her feel suffocating pain and deadly sadness. Claudia's bleak eyes met his gaze.

Did he care about Hanna that much?

Ben looked at her with eyes devoid of warmth. Then he slowly leaned down to her and said softly, “Do you know what kind of woman I hate the most?”

His sneer was as cold as the biting wind that made Claudia clench her hands unnaturally.

She heard the words he spat out slowly, and each word hurt her, “The woman like you!”