Chapter 90 - Self-Abuse

Charles used his strength, and Bella felt that her neck was going to break any moment, so she immediately said, “I'll change it. I’ll change it!”

She said and wiped the picture with her hand.

But he lifted her, yanked her down, and stared at her with hostility, “How dare you wreck my face?!”

Bella looked at him with tears in her eyes, “I'm not, I just want to erase it. I didn't mean to.”

She raised up her hands sincerely and even promised him.

Charles frowned, pointing to the word ‘Menu,’ “Erase it!”

“Okay, erase it, I will get rid of that.” she stared at him closely, fumbling on the table with both hands, and finally grabbed the eraser and asked, “So, I just erase the word?”

Charles didn't speak but glared at her, and his breath became more elated, for he was enraged by this woman.

His silence made her observe him carefully as she erased the word, “It’s done.”

Charles snorted and lifted his hand, took the page out of the book and looked at her, “Only I get to see my portrait.”

Bella was relieved, she felt like she was always accompanied by a dangerous animal, for she really didn't know when this man would suddenly get mad. It was her fault that she had drawn so much recently that she subconsciously illustrated him last night.

It's a pity that the cover had to be redone.

He looked at her, “Bella, remember what I told you?”

“What?” Bella didn't know what would happen, and then realized, “I didn't do anything wrong today!”

He said if she did anything wrong, her salary would be reduced, which was the money for her mother's medical expenses.

He smiled, “I think you remember.”

He left after that.

Bella looked at the door as it slammed shut and shivered.

Well, if he was to reduce my salary, how much would he take away? He didn’t mention that. 

There was a little consolation in her heart, and perhaps it was an empty threat.

However, two minutes later, Bella looked at a text message on her phone, which infuriated her so much that she started to tremble.

He decided to take away $2000.

She struck her head hard on the desk, and scolded herself, “How could you be so stupid Bella? How could you be so stupid?”

She wiped her tears and began to draw. If she couldn’t sketch Charles, she could draw a picture of herself so no one could claim it for compensation.

How could a rich man be so bad? It's was only a measly amount of money for him.

She wiped her eyes again while she drew, but some tears fell on the sketchbook.

She hated herself for being so simple, why was Charles so cruel to her, and her tears couldn’t help but fall.

At this moment, in Charles’s library, he sat on the leather chair to remove the $2000 and looked the drawing on the desk.

How dare this woman use his portrait to make money.

“My Lord.” Roy came in, and stood in front of him, “Did you call me?”

He threw the paper on the table to Roy, “Frame this.”

Roy carefully looked at the paper, when he saw the man on it, he was in shock, “Lord, did someone see?”

He answered, “It was done by Bella. Watch her closely from now on.”

Roy nodded, “Does the Lord suspect that the Lady is sent by the other?”

“It's possible. The only woman in the world who could be that close to me is her, and of course, he would try to make good use of that fact.”

Roy hesitated, “If he knew the Lady's identity in advance, why did he not try to make her deliver his successor?”

He scorned, “He's been in hiding for a few days.”

Roy felt pressure, “My Lord, what are we going to do if the Lady is really sent by the other master?”

“Do what we must do.” his eyes were cold without a trace of warmth.

“Yes, my Lord!”

After Roy left, he sat on his chair, and thought, “You mustn't let me down.”

Bella drew that whole day and didn’t eat lunch, but she almost completed the menu before dinner. An ocean-style dining hall, the best place for lovers. She was satisfied with her work.

She used a wide variety of seabed creatures to hide her tears, and the menu looked fresh and lovely, particularly in line with the boss's theme.

As soon as she stopped, a servant came over and asked her to have dinner, and looked out of the window her face turned pale.

She had to face it and bit her lip. Her low spirits that dissipated by work came back.

If she pretended to be sick, Elsa would undoubtedly expose her.

An idea came to her, and she opened the window entirely, then rushed into the bathroom to turn on the cold water, washed with her clothes on. The cold water on her head, and had sent a shiver through her bones.

As soon as she opened the door of the bathroom, a gust of wind came through the window and froze her for a while. In this way she stood at the entrance of the toilet and felt the chill of the wind until she became dizzy and her teeth started to chatter, she changed out of her wet clothes and dried her hair and went down to the dining room.

“My Lord.” her face turned pale, and she greeted him gingerly.

She must make sure every detail met with his standard.

He looked up when he heard her loud voice, he found that her face was now as white as a ghost and looked at Roy, “Tell Elsa to come here.”

She quickly waved her hands, “You don't have to. I've gone to bother her this morning. Don't bother her again. Mrs. Elsa is so old that we had better not trouble her.”

Elsa’s medicine was almost magical, and only one pill could heal her fever.