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Chapter 40
Chapter 40
Miss Lea hurriedly approached, clutching the freshly purchased vegetables in her hands. Spotting Jane, she greeted her with a polite tone.
“Oh, Miss Jane, you’re here! The young master is up in his room. You better head on up first,” Miss Lea courteously suggested.
Jane stole a glance at the girl standing in front of her. As she stepped into Zac’s room and closed the door behind her, faint murmurs of discontent from the girl named Kristy downstairs reached Jane’s ears.
“Auntie, why did you let that seductive fox in? Haven’t you noticed how stunning she looks? She must be trying to seduce him…”
“Shush! She’s the Little Young Master’s tutor, and he personally invited her here. Let me warn you, mind your words. If I catch you saying such things again, you’d better pack your bags and go home. This job isn’t meant for you,” Miss Lea scolded Kristy sharply, her expression turning icy.
Nevertheless, Kristy remained unconvinced from start to finish. She cast a lingering glance at the room upstairs before reluctantly following Miss Lea into the kitchen.
In the room, Jane paid no mind to Kristy’s appearance and instead directed her attention towards Zac.
“Well, well, well, look who’s here!” Zac exclaimed with excitement, leaping off the bed and darting towards Jane.
Jane extended her hand, swiftly catching Zac in her grasp, all the while surveying the chaotic state of the room caused by Zac’s mischief.
“Why on earth did you turn this room upside down?”
“What’s the big deal? The servants can handle it,” he retorted, dismissing Jane’s concern.
“Zac, that won’t do. You’re growing up, my dear. It’s time for you to take responsibility and clean up after yourself. Zane often tidies up his own messes,” Jane advised firmly.
Zac’s face scrunched up in a pout upon hearing Jane’s words.
Jane gently extended her hand and caressed Zac’s head. As her delicate touch connected with his scalp, an indescribable surge of emotion flooded Zac’s heart. It was a tender love, akin to that of a mother’s, a feeling he had never experienced before with Annie.
“Wow, what an amazing teacher she would make, if only she were my mom!” Zac couldn’t help but think to himself. He glanced at Jane and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I’ll gladly follow whatever the beautiful teacher says.”
Observing Zac’s earnest efforts to clean up, Jane noticed his unfamiliarity with the task at hand. She decided to lend a hand and teach him along the way, sharing her knowledge and guiding him through the process.
Together, they worked side by side to tidy up the mess. With each passing moment, the room transformed into a picture of order and tidiness. Jane stole a glance at Zac, who had beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
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“Alright,” Zac said with a happy grin, his nod indicating his satisfaction with their accomplishments.
Jane strolled out of the room, descending the stairs with a leisurely pace. Out of the blue, her eyes caught sight of Kristy diligently scrubbing the floor, as if trying to erase all traces of a mishap. Curiosity piqued, Jane observed Kristy pour an unidentified liquid onto the floor near the stairs.
Intrigued yet cautious, Jane squinted her eyes but proceeded forward. However, as soon as her foot made contact with the liquid, an unmistakable sensation of unease jolted through her body, prompting her to swiftly retract her step. Standing poised at the top of the staircase, she called out to Miss Lea, her voice carrying a note of urgency.
In a flash, Miss Lea emerged from the kitchen, her apron adorned with the remnants of her culinary endeavors.
Jane wasted no time and cut straight to the chase. “Miss Lea, Zac is craving for some juicy strawberries. Do we happen to have any of those in the fridge?”
“Certainly, Miss Bentley,” Miss Lea replied, her voice laced with respect and attentiveness.
“Excellent. Kindly bring them up when you get a chance,” Jane replied nonchalantly, her words tinged with a hint of satisfaction.
She cast a sharp glance at Kristy, who stood beside her and delivered her words with a chilly tone. “Miss Lea, make sure you train the new servant properly. Zac is still young, and the consequences would be dire if she were to stumble.”
With that, Jane ascended the stairs, leaving Miss Lea downstairs momentarily bewildered. It didn’t take long for the meaning behind Jane’s words to dawn on her.
Miss Lea’s gaze fell upon the lingering water stains on the floor near the stairwell, and she fixed her eyes on Kristy.
“Clean up this mess and come find me,” she commanded, echoing Jane’s earlier instructions. Kristy’s blood boiled with fury at the very mention of Jane.
In a deliberate act of defiance, she poured fresh water onto the floor, hoping to catch Jane off guard and send her tumbling down the stairs. Yet, to her dismay, that wretched woman had somehow detected her scheme.
Meanwhile, Jane proceeded upstairs, returning to the room to assist Zac. Discovering that he was her own flesh and blood, Jane felt an instinctual need to impart wisdom to her child.
Even as Drake eventually made his way back home, Jane remained steadfast by Zac’s side and eventually fell asleep. By the time she regained her senses, it was already too late.
As Jane prepared to head back, the darkness of the night engulfed the surroundings, accompanied by a relentless downpour outside. Concerned about the hazardous driving conditions, she contemplated delaying her departure until the rain subsided. So, she settled herself on the living room couch.
Meanwhile, Drake sat nearby, engrossed in his book, his countenance displaying an air of aloofness.
Jane made every effort to feign normalcy, but time crawled sluggishly, and the raindrops on the windowpane showed no signs of abating.
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“If you’ve got nothing on your plate, how about brewing me a cup of coffee?”
Jane looked at Drake, his voice deep and alluring, uncertain whether the words were meant
for her.
“You heard me correctly; I want you to make coffee.” Drake restated, not bothering to lift his gaze, nonchalantly flipping the page.
“I’m afraid Mr. Warner has grown accustomed to exploiting others. While I may be in your employ, I am not your maid. If you fancy a cup of coffee, feel free to ask your enchanting new maid to whip it up for you.” Jane retorted, her voice brimming with anger.
She reluctantly considered making him coffee, for he seemed utterly clueless.
Observing that she was still compelled to remain in his presence, Jane rose from her seat, intending to venture out into the rain. Drake spoke up once more.
“We have plenty of rooms here. Take your pick and stay.”
“No, thank you.” she promptly declined.
As expected, she was nothing more than a scoundrel in the eyes of this man. Her straightforwardness in even declining his offer was met with such apathy. She had no intention of lingering any longer.
Jane’s steps had nearly reached the door when she caught a glimpse of Drake, his heart sinking as he realized she was about to depart.
From upstairs, a succession of footsteps echoed through the house, followed by Zac dashing down the stairs and hurling himself into Jane’s embrace.
“Oh, beloved teacher, please don’t go. I’m utterly terrified…”
As Zac trembled in her arms, a surge of compassion washed over Jane, especially upon discovering that Zac was her own child.
No matter what, Zane and Zoe were always there, faithfully by her side. Although she had never truly believed they were her biological children, Jane had always treated them as if they were her flesh and blood.
But Zac was different. From the moment he was born until now, she had not been there to share in his journey, leaving Jane consumed by a profound sense of guilt.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s merely thunder.”
“Beautiful teacher, can you please stay? I beg you not to leave me alone. I fear the night will bring another storm.”
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