Chapter 1077 Hold Your Breath
Upon hearing this, Cecilia frowned and resolutely said, "No need. Although I don't have many clothes and none of them are brand names, I still feel comfortable in my own clothes!"
At this moment, Cecilia's strong sense of pride kicked in. She believed Daryl was deliberately flaunting his wealth in front of her, which she couldn't stand. However, her only form of resistance was to refuse to wear the clothes he sent. In truth, she felt very inferior because, after signing the agreement, they were no longer equals.
Daryl saw the coldness and distance in Cecilia's eyes, and his hand around her waist loosened.
Taking advantage of the moment, Cecilia pushed Daryl away and asked expressionlessly, "Can we go now?"
Daryl felt very desolate and helplessly replied, "Yes."
Then, the two of them walked out of the villa one after the other.
Sitting in Daryl's car, Cecilia remained silent, turning her face away and looking at the scenery outside the window.
The atmosphere in the car was very tense until Cecilia got out.
As the car slowly moved forward, Daryl watched Cecilia's back as she walked into the school, his brows furrowing.
From that day on, Daryl never sent Cecilia to school again.
However, Cecilia still prepared breakfast on time every day. The only time they spent together was a few minutes during breakfast.
During these few minutes, Cecilia kept her head down, eating without looking at Daryl.
However, this gave Daryl the opportunity to look at Cecilia a few more times.
Although they lived under the same roof, the only time they spent together each day was just these few minutes.
For the first two days, Cecilia was very nervous every night, worried that Daryl would summon her.
But after several days, Daryl was very well-behaved and didn't disturb her at all, which made Cecilia breathe a sigh of relief.
For some reason, after a few days, Cecilia felt somewhat disappointed.
She couldn't help but thought, 'What does he mean? Didn't he say he is looking for a bed partner when we signed the agreement? Why have I become a maid now?'
Every day she made breakfast for him, cleaned the house, and did his laundry.
'Isn't it a bit of a loss to hire a maid for $104,000 a year just to do these chores? Or is it that after that sex, he isn't satisfied with my body? Or does he have a new bed partner? After all, someone as wealthy as him must have many young and beautiful women around him, right?' Thinking of this, Cecilia felt a sudden pang of sourness in her heart.
One morning, Cecilia was cooking in the kitchen.
While cutting a cucumber, she got distracted and accidentally cut her left middle finger.
Feeling the pain in her finger, Cecilia exclaimed softly and threw the knife aside.
At this moment, Daryl happened to come downstairs. Hearing Cecilia's soft exclamation from the kitchen, he took a few large steps to her side.
"What happened?" Daryl asked urgently.
"I cut my finger," Cecilia frowned and replied.
Hearing this, Daryl grabbed Cecilia's wrist and pulled her hand in front of him. "Let me see!"
Cecilia's middle finger had a deep cut, and blood was continuously flowing out.
There were bloodstains on the cutting board and the floor, making it a shocking sight.
Seeing Cecilia's wound, Daryl immediately pulled her wrist and started walking out. "I'm taking you to the hospital!"
Hearing this, Cecilia couldn't help but laugh. "It's just a small cut, no need for a hospital. Just bandage it with the first aid kit."
At this moment, Cecilia saw deep concern and pain in Daryl's eyes.
'Does he still care about me?' Cecilia thought she was mistaken.
Then, she looked closely into Daryl's eyes and was sure that he still cared about her.
Cecilia's heart fluttered.
"I'll get the first aid kit!" Daryl released Cecilia's hand and quickly walked out of the kitchen.
At this moment, Cecilia felt a bit dazed.
The next moment, Daryl returned to the kitchen with the first aid kit.
Cecilia placed her hand under the faucet, washing away the blood from her finger.
Daryl put the first aid kit on the dining table, prepared the medicine and gauze, and then walked over to Cecilia.
Although her finger was being rinsed with cold water, the cut was deep, and the blood kept flowing, unable to clot.
After rinsing for a while and still seeing blood, Cecilia started to panic.
At this moment, Daryl frowned, turned off the faucet, grabbed Cecilia's wrist, and then lowered his head, putting her injured finger into his mouth.
Seeing his action, Cecilia was stunned,
Then, she felt it was so intimate, her face turned blush, and she tried to pull her finger back, but it was in vain.
Daryl sucked on her finger, swallowing the blood.
Cecilia felt her finger burning hot, as if an electric current was spreading from her finger to her torso, limbs, and all over her body.
"Stop." Cecilia felt her legs going weak and resisted.
Looking up, she saw that he was entirely focused on her finger, even sweating on his forehead.
Their bodies were almost touching, and Cecilia felt an invisible pressure, completely enveloped in his presence.
She could clearly smell his scent and hear his breathing. Cecilia's face turned blusher.
However, Daryl didn't allow Cecilia to retreat. He kept sucking her finger until it stopped bleeding before letting her go.
At this moment, if he didn't let go, she would really faint.
Cecilia felt her heart beating so fast.
Daryl released Cecilia's finger, saw that the wound had stopped bleeding, and immediately smiled.
Then, Daryl pulled Cecilia to the dining table, sprinkled some antiseptic powder on the wound, and carefully wrapped her finger with gauze.
He was fully focused, his entire attention on her finger, while Cecilia's other hand clutched her chest.
The next moment, Daryl took a deep breath and finally finished treating Cecilia's wound.
Then, Daryl looked up and met Cecilia's eyes.
Her eyes were as bright as the moon, filled with tenderness, unlike her usual cold demeanor.
Daryl's gaze on Cecilia became intense.
"Cecilia?" Daryl called her softly.
Hearing him call her name, Cecilia snapped back to reality.