Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 799

Seeing Elaine's furious grimace, he didn't dare to be so excited anymore and muttered, "I was up pretty early." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Why didn't you wake me up then?"

"I wanted to, but Mr. Lawson told me not to disturb you and to let you rest for a while longer."

Realizing that it was Ruben's idea, she glared at him who was having breakfast leisurely. Then, he said casually, "You don't even hear us as we make so much noise, so don't blame us for not waking you up."

Elaine's glare was still fixated on him.

Why was it her fault now?

"Alright, don't just stand there. Come over and eat," Ruben beckoned with his hand.

However, Elaine stood still.

"You don't like Vincent, but do you have a problem with me?" Ruben looked like he was heartbroken. "Don't you want to eat the breakfast I made? Do you hate me too?"

Elaine snapped, "Of course, not. Don't say that. I don't want to owe you a favor, so..." "It's just breakfast. Come and eat quickly. It's getting cold."

Paul continued after him, "He's right. Come and eat. I'm starving."

It wasn't until Ruben pulled her to the chair that she sat down quietly. Glancing at the breakfast on the table in awe, she realized that they were indeed her favorites.

She took a look at Ruben and asked curiously, "Can you cook, Mr. Lawson?"

"Oh, no, I can't." Ruben drank his coffee and continued, "I didn't make this."

Did the maid cook it for him? But she didn't see any maid in this villa.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Ruben stated, "Morgan ordered the maids to deliver this early in the morning. He is worried that you are hungry, so he ordered the maid to cook a feast for you. In fact, he asked you not to wolf down the food today since you barely ate anything yesterday. Eat slowly."

Elaine's hand that held the cutlery froze.

Ruben poured her a glass of milk and said, "Drink some milk first."

At this moment, Elaine held the glass in a daze and did not know what to say.

She appreciated that they were very concerned about her and were genuinely kind to her.

But why did they gang up to deceive her?

Did they think she was gullible?

The maids, Ruben, Morgan, and Vincent... Obviously, they were all kind and good people, but why did they commit such bloody and terrible things?

It was as if murder was a common agenda in their lives.

She didn't like this kind of people. She was just an ordinary person who wished to live a simple and normal life, but things went contrary to her wishes.

W-Who on earth were they?

"What are you thinking about?" Ruben asked as he poured her another bowl of cereal and placed it in front of her. "Eat this first."

She lowered her eyes.

Ruben looked at her again and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"Hmm," said Elaine in a low voice. "I will."

She picked up the glass of milk and took a small sip.

At this moment, Paul, who had remained silent, said, "Mr. Lawson is so kind to you."

There was no expression on her face. "Shut up and eat your breakfast."

With a hum, Paul stopped talking and continued eating.

After breakfast, Elaine went to Ruben who was sitting in the living room and expressed her intention to leave, "You promised us that we will leave first thing in the morning, so can you please drive us out?"

"Are you leaving now?"

Elaine nodded quietly.

"Let me call Vincent first," Ruben said as he was about to take out his phone.

All of a sudden, a scowl formed on her face. "Why did you call him?"

"I don't have a car, so I have to borrow his car to send you away." Ruben blinked his eyes and said, "I have to tell him before I borrow something from him, right?"

Elaine blinked, perplexed.

It made sense though, and she couldn't refute it.

Ruben called the number of another villa and turned on the loudspeaker. As soon as it was connected, he said, "Vincent, Elaine is leaving now and I want to drive them out. Can I borrow your car?"

However, Morgan's voice came from the other end of the line, "Mr. Lawson, it's me."

"Oh, hi, Morgan." Ruben was puzzled. "Why did you answer the phone? Where is Vincent?"

"He is still asleep now."

"What? It's so late. Why hasn't he got up yet?"

"He couldn't sleep last night, and he said that he didn't feel so well this morning, so he was taking a nap." Morgan smiled bitterly and continued, "You know that no one can disturb him when he sleeps."

"I see..."

"Yes."

Ruben turned to look at Elaine, and Elaine urged him anxiously, so he cleared his throat and tried again, "Can I use one of the cars first?"

After a moment of silence, Morgan replied, "I can't make a decision on this. You have to wait until Mr. Bradbury is up."

"All right then."

Ruben hung up the phone and looked helplessly at her. "You heard him. It's not that he doesn't want to borrow his car but he's still sleeping."

"Don't you have a car?" Elaine questioned, sounding skeptical.

"No."

"Then how do you get in and out of here every day?"

"There's someone who always gives me a lift."

She rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Finally, she took a deep breath and said, "It doesn't matter that you don't have a car. We can just walk out of here. Maybe there's a good Samaritan out there who can give us a ride."

After that, she went to ask Paul to leave with her.

Ruben sighed and got up. "Miss Jacob..."

On the other hand, Paul looked reluctant. "It will take hours for us to get to the city center. It's so exhausting. I don't want to go. Let's wait."

"What are we waiting for?" Elaine's face was unsightly.

"For your friend to wake up, then we can borrow a car from him..."

"Fine. You can wait by yourself. I'm leaving now," Elaine sneered.

"Hey... Hey!" Paul stopped her. "Where are you going? It's so hot outside. We've just finished breakfast, so let's take a rest first."

Looking at him thoughtfully, she asked, "Paul, don't you want to leave?"

Shrinking sheepishly, he blurted, "Well, I think it's comfortable here. Why would you want to walk all the way to the city? We'd better wait for your friend to wake up and ask him to drive us away."

To put it bluntly, he didn't want to suffer the hardship.

Elaine didn't expect that he would forget how horrible Vincent was.

It was only yesterday that Vincent scared the crap out of him, but in just one night, he was not afraid of him anymore.

Ruben came over and said, "He is right. Why do you have to walk if we have a car? Miss Jacob, let's wait for a while. Besides, it's already noon. Maybe Vincent will wake up soon."

Annoyed by their relentless pestering, she gave in and huffed, "Fine, I'll wait, but if he doesn't wake up after an hour, well leave anyway."

With a happy look on his face, Paul tittered boldly, "I see that they're all nice to you. Can you treat them better?"

How did she treat them anyway? She was nice too, wasn't she?

She threw a glare at him.

"Also, although Mr. Bradbury scared the crap out of me for the whole night, he let me go in the end for your sake, which proved that you are somewhat important to him. He likes you, doesn't he? Mr. Bradbury is not only richer than Allen, but he also treats you better. You might as well be with him."