Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

“Oh, thank you.” Mia smiled in return, taking her seat.

Suddenly, her brows furrowed as something flashed through her face. She turned to face the elderly woman. “I’m sorry to bother you but do you perhaps have an idea of how I got home yesterday? I can’t seem to remember…”

The ears of the maids perked up at this. They were eager to know what happened, but it seemed like the little madam had suffered memory loss.

“Young sir brought you back home.” Madam Susan replied.

Huh? The girl’s eyebrows cocked upwards. Subconsciously, she glanced at her wrapped arm. Did that mean that the demi-god had something to do with it? A thin smile appeared on her face.

Well, if that was the case, she was grateful. “Oh.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She sincerely couldn’t wait for him to come downstairs so that she’d thank him. The maids took their leave and the little madam began to eat, waiting impatiently for Shawn to come downstairs to have breakfast.

But several minutes passed and the man never showed up. Even after she was done eating, he didn’t appear–and hell, she took her time to eat to her full as it was the weekend and she didn’t have to go to school.

Huh? Why wasn’t he coming?

Her eyes darted across the room to the stairs landing. What could he possibly still be doing in his room? Was he busy?

She had to take matters into her own hands. She had no choice but to go find the kind elderly woman.

She found the housekeeper in the kitchen, barking orders at the maids.

Mia waited until she was done giving out instructions before she spoke: “I’m sorry for bothering you again but I just want to ask… Isn’t he coming down to have breakfast?”

Did the man decide to skip breakfast because it was the weekend?

“You mean the young sir?” Madam Susan’s lips pursed while Mia nodded her head vigorously.

“He left for work already.”

“What?!” Mia couldn’t help but shriek.

She found it hard to believe her ears. Work? On weekends? He worked on weekends too? Unbelievable. But… Why was he still working so hard when he already had so much? Like…

Mia was completely stunned. Working on weekends-how did he get enough rest then?

That wasn’t even possible. How could he get any rest at all when he worked his butt off, tirelessly, all day long?

That wasn’t right-this wasn’t right. He barely even ate anything at all everyday. How was the man even still alive?

No wonder he looked skinnier day by day, and his hair was pulling out. It was due to lack of food! Mia could bet it.

Surrendering to fate, the poor girl heaved her sigh and was on her way out of the kitchen when she suddenly caught sight of something. Different dishes were spread across the long kitchen cabinet. The sight of all of those foods made her freeze in her tracks.

Instinctively, she turned around to face Madam Susan; ” What will happen to all of the food?”

The man wasn’t around to eat them… so she couldn’t help but wonder what the end of those mouth-watering dishes would be.

The housekeeper glanced over at the dishes, “Oh, they’ll be trashed out madam.”

“What?!!” Mia was alarmed yet again.

“Tra-tra-trashed what? Trashed out?!”

Outrageous!

All of this food??? This much?! Mia’s eyes were popping out of their sockets.

Did that mean that aallll of the leftover dishes that remained everyday, after breakfast and dinner, were usually being disposed of? That was a waste! Total wastage.

She mustn’t allow it to continue to happen. No. There were a lot of people in the streets who had absolutely nothing to eat-everyday. They strived… Then someone here trashed food out every single day.

“Um… Ma?” Mia called out silently.

“I’m Susan, madam.”

“Madam Susan,” Mia blurted out.

She couldn’t just outrightly call the elderly woman by her name. That would be impolite.

Since she addressed their housekeeper back at home as madam, then she’d do the same to the housekeeper here.

“Hum, will it be possible for the dishes to be packed up in like hum… a lunchbox…? She quickly added, “please?”

The elderly woman blinked rapidly. Was the girl going to carry the packed foods and go boast to her friends that she had secured a very wealthy man as husband? Or was she going to go give her lover-girls her age had ‘boyfriends’. She eyed the girl skeptically.

Although Madam Susan had no idea how the young master came about marrying the young girl, she was a hundred percent sure that their marriage was not one founded by love.

Shawn was in love with absolutely no one but himself-asides his grandfather, that is. The man didn’t like anyone at all. Even the socialite ladies, he treated them like rotten eggs-talk more of a high school girl.

The girl was definitely taking the young master’s food to give her lover. Madam Susan shook her head mentally.

And to think she was starting to lower her guard around the girl. She felt Mia was a good girl-she had even been polite enough to address her as ‘madam’. Who would have thought the girl was going to prove otherwise a few seconds later?

Sigh.

“No problem, madam.” The old housekeeper replied, notwithstanding.

“You heard the madam, pack the foods.” She threw sideways glances at the maids.

The maids immediately go to work.

Mia beamed a thankful smile at the housekeeper. The elderly woman was so kind and indulging. She didn’t even ask her what she wanted to do with the foods.

Turning around, the girl headed up the stairs, entered her room, and went straight to the bathroom to take her bath. She stripped and stepped into the half-filled bathtub, careful not to get her bandaged arm in the water.

Thankfully, it wasn’t her right arm that was injured or she wouldn’t have been able to do anything at all.

After taking a quick wash, Mia dressed up in a short, pink floral dress and put on a pair of slip-ons. She then slipped out of her room and trod downstairs, into the kitchen.

The maids had already finished packing the dishes into three different containers.

Mia thanked them profusely and then picked up two lunchboxes, using her right hand. She’d come back for the last one after she’d dropped those ones in the car.

“What are you all doing, standing there?-assist the madam!” Madam Susan instructed at her inferiors at once.

One of the maids, although grudgingly, quickly collected the boxes from Mia while another carried the last one from the cabinet’s top.

The maids also had the same thought that their superior had. They believed the girl was taking their boss’ food to her boyfriend. How rude of her!

But all they could do was comport themselves and keep their contempt for Mia in check. She was still their boss’ woman.