Filed to story: The Disguised Billionaire and His Accidental Wife Novel
Hearing Serenity and Mrs. Lane‘s conversation, Zachary quickly put on his clothes and came out of the room. “Mr. York.”
Mrs. Lane greeted Zachary with a smile. Zachary instructed her to call him Mr. York in front of Serenity.
“Mrs. Lane, you‘re here. Serenity, this is Mrs. Lane, the one I told you about.”
Zachary quickly made the introductions.
Serenity smiled. “I saw her as I was coming back. Mrs. Lane already introduced herself. Have a seat, Mrs. Lane. I‘ll bring the groceries inside.” “Let me do it, Mrs. York.”
“Mrs. Lane.”
The woman smiled apologetically. After stealing a glance at Zachary, she stopped calling Serenity “Mrs. York” and changed her form of address to Ms. Hunt instead.
“Mr. York and Ms. Hunt, I reckon you haven‘t had breakfast? I‘ll cook for you.”
Serenity wanted to stop her, but she said with a smile, “Ms. Hunt, I‘m here as a nanny. Mr. York already briefed me on my job description. From today onward, I have to earn my pay. You can‘t let me receive a salary without doing anything and leaving everything to you, right, Ms. Hunt?”
Serenity had no choice but to let Mrs. Lane take the groceries she brought back into the kitchen.
“Mrs. Lane, I‘m bringing the spare ribs, corn, carrot, peas, the two sausages, as well as that handful of leafy vegetables to the store for my lunch later.”
Mrs. Lane answered from the kitchen, “Yes, Ms. Hunt.”
She quickly separated the ingredients Serenity wanted to bring to the store before using the remaining ingredients to make breakfast for three.
Serenity stood at the kitchen door for a moment and watched Mrs. Lane‘s skillful and swift movements. Judging by how she cleaned as she went, it seemed that Mrs. Lane liked to keep everything clean too.
Thus, Serenity was relieved and went to the balcony.
Zachary followed her.
“Mrs. Lane is meticulous in her work.”
He saw his wife holding a small bag which contained several small packets, and asked, “What is that?” “Ant repellent. I‘ve never used pesticide on the flowers since I bought them, and there are ants everywhere now. Maybe there were ant eggs in the soil, but we didn‘t know because we didn‘t pay enough attention. The ants have hatched now.”
She explained while taking out the ant repellent, tearing open the bag and sprinkling a little into each pot of flowers.
“You need to get rid of ants regularly when growing flowers.”
Although Zachary had never done gardening before, he knew the basic concepts. He saw the gardeners at home often spraying insecticide and sprinkling ant repellent to keep insects away.
Serenity hummed and continued to sprinkle the repellent into the flower pots.
However, she ran out of the ant repellent.
She bought too little.
She would have to buy a few more packs again tomorrow.
Standing up straight and turning around, she saw Zachary holding the prong and using it to collect the clothes that he hung to dry here yesterday. Serenity recalled his little actions yesterday, but she feigned ignorance and asked casually, “Are they dry?” “Yeah.”
Zachary touched the new clothes. They were all dry.
However, his expression grew a little sullen. That was because he made an amateur mistake. He washed the clothes with water.
He did not think it through and casually threw the clothes in the washer. It was already too late by the time he realized what he did. However, he accepted the mistake and looked at the silver lining instead.
Looking at the clothes now, Zachary regretted it. He most likely would not be able to wear them anymore.
If Nana knew he made such an amateur mistake, she would laugh at him for the whole year.
“What‘s wrong?” Serenity asked him.
Zachary immediately rolled the clothes into a ball in his hands and said, “Nothing. I‘m going back to my room to change.” With that, he turned away with the clothes he could not wear anymore.
When he got into his room, he called Jim immediately. He asked him to get more sets of clothes from the store Serenity bought for him and send them to the dry cleaners so he could wear them for Serenity to see another day.
Zachary stayed in his room for a while until Serenity came knocking on his door. “Mr. York, Mrs. Lane says that breakfast is ready.”
Serenity stood in front of his room door, knocking on the door while shouting for him.
However, she silently thought, ‘He‘s been in there for a while. Is he not done changing?
‘He‘s usually swift and decisive, rarely dilly–dallying.
‘Oh, except when he wants to send flowers. He‘s not swift and decisive when it comes to that.’
Zachary opened the door.
His shirt was on, but it was still unbuttoned. As soon as he opened the door, Serenity saw his slightly exposed pecs.
She was stunned, then said, “It‘s time for breakfast, Mr. York.”
Zachary paid attention to Serenity‘s expression. When he saw that she only froze slightly, he walked away after she finished speaking.
He closed the room door again and looked down at his unbuttoned shirt. Did he not expose enough?
His wife was not drooling yet.
Wait.
He seemed to be playing tricks and seducing his wife.
More importantly, he failed to seduce her.
Zachary felt that he must have been possessed for the past two days to act like this. When he was at the office later, he would ask Josh if the latter could recommend any powerful mediums to him and get rid of the spirit.
A certain Mr. York, who had been dilly–dallying and waiting for his wife to knock on the door, moved much faster after his wife came knocking. In less than two minutes, he came out of his territory.
Serenity saw that he was only wearing a shirt and suit pants. He had not put on his suit jacket, and his tie was not worn either.
She sighed again in her heart. ‘What‘s wrong with Mr. York? It took him so long to change his clothes, but he didn‘t even put on his tie yet.‘
“Mr. York and Ms. Hunt, try my cooking.”
Mrs. Lane brought out the breakfast she prepared and placed them on the dining table before calling for the young couple.
Since there were i nly two of them living in the small home, the house was neat and tidy with only a small amount of chores to do. With Mrs. Lane around, Serenity had nothing else to do, so she strolled over upon being called. “Only two portions? Where‘s yours, Mrs. Lane?”
“I‘ll eat in the kitchen later.”
Mrs. Lane and her fellow colleagues usually set up a separate table for themselves and ate together.