Cold Man And Miss Stone
24. He's Approaching me [REVISED]

"Ema, what is it?"

Emilia just passed Samuel while carrying Rowan's laundry basket. "Rowan told me to wash it."

Emilia thought she would go straight into the room and drown in her world, but it turned out that Samuel was following her down. Everyone had eaten so late that only the waiter saw Samuel following Emilia to the place where she was washing clothes.

I don't know what else she wants, because Emilia is more busy putting one by one Rowan clothes into the washing machine.

"Ema." Samuel called out to him. "I want to eat sweet food. Can you make it?"

"Say what sweet food." Emilia does not like nonspecific words.

"Hmmmm, I don't know. I'm a little confused too. What's your favorite sweet?"

Emilia glanced sharply. What does that implied question mean? But Samuel smiled as if he had done nothing.

"Nothing." Emilia decided to pass. He actually preferred to wait but since there was Samuel, it was better for Emilia to count when the laundry was finished and then return.

Samuel was still following him. Making Emilia want to not want to be arrogant even though it does not show too clearly.

"I remember." Samuel passed behind him, then came along the chocolate setoples and marshmallows. "Let's make chilled chocolate."

Whatisthis? Why does it feel like he's acting out of his usual way?

Just feeling?

Emilia tried to ignore me. But when he poured chocolate into a glass and intended to brew it with hot water, Samuel held his hand.

Straight away, gently pulling Emilia's hand put down the glass of hot water.

"Not just one. I'm taking you for a drink too."

He approached me. Emilia felt something creep on her back. He almost hit Samuel in the face because he felt threatened, though still conscious enough to hold back.

Disgust.

"I don't want to." Emilia pulled her hand from Samuel, put the hot water back in her glass, then pushed it on Samuel. "If you can do it yourself, do it yourself."

Emilia left, not caring even if Samuel was angry after that.

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Samuel doesn't know why but it seems like he's been insane lately.

He was going to say he had been drinking—to be honest, Samuel did not like sweet—then pretended he made it for Ema. Unfortunately, Samuel's mode could not be done because once he got to the laundry room, Ema was already face down on the table, appearing to be asleep waiting for Rowan's laundry to finish playing.

Samuel's plan approached. Put the drink near Ema's arm before leaving. Maybe he was tired, so it was better not to bother him.

But when Samuel left, Emilia woke up. Staring in the direction of the person disappeared and sure he was completely away.

Taken the chocolate she knew belonged to Samuel, Emilia threw it out the window.

Emilia likes sweet.

He did not like to be given by Samuel.

Rushing he finished Rowan's clothes, then went up and wanted to return them. He meets Soraya.

"Why is my brother's outfit on you?"

Emilia really does not like to talk to girls who like to shout obscurely. "Rowan told me to."

Soraya. "A helper like you called my brother's name like a friend?!"

Look, kan.

Rather than long, Emilia better pass. Leaving the stupid girl despite her screaming that Emilia would be fired and kicked immediately if she complained to Samuel.

"Your clothes."

Rowan prefers to peek at the sound of his sister can be heard. "I'm more amazed at how stubborn you are."

Unwilling to care about her talk, Emilia put the clothes near the door, then passed away because she wanted to rest.

Rowan's eyes locked staring at his back. Fold your hands and lean against the door.

Rowan had never seen anyone sit in the title of maid but was very cold to her employer. He did not even force himself to pretend to be friendly when only a maid could be fired at any time.

"Is it precisely because it's Uncle's interested?" Rowan shrugged, grabbed the clothes washed by Emilia and saw the results.

Did the assassins fold their clothes neatly?

Rowan was at a loss to stop suspecting him or not.

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