Chapter 269 Planting Flowers
Downstairs, Jacob was nowhere to be found, and the servants were huddled together, whispering.
The commotion started when the maid cleaning Diana's room early in the morning found the door wide open. Assuming Diana was already awake, she went in to tidy up.
What she saw was a mess: clothes belonging to both Charles and Diana were strewn together on the bed, with suspicious white stains on them.
It was pretty obvious what had happened here.
The maid blushed immediately and spread the word after finishing her chores.
"No way! Mr. Percy hates Ms. Spencer. How could they have slept together?" one servant said.
"Exactly. Even when they were married, they slept in separate rooms. Maybe you woke up too early and were still half-asleep, making things up?" another chimed in.
"How could I make this up? I've always been the one to clean Ms. Spencer's room. What would I gain from lying? Are you going to give me a bonus?" she retorted confidently.
Bronte, standing nearby, nodded in agreement. "Ms. Spencer has become much prettier and less annoying. It's normal for a man and a woman to end up in bed together."
She was older and had a more pragmatic view of such matters. Men are men, after all.
Tessa, however, scoffed and muttered, "Is Mr. Percy that kind of man? Maybe Diana seduced him."
Charles had always kept his distance from women. The day they divorced, it was rumored that Diana had drugged Charles to sleep with him, which made him furious.
Back then, she was thrown out naked; how could Charles willingly sleep with her now?
As the argument continued, Jacob returned unnoticed. He cleared his throat loudly and frowned, "What are you all gossiping about? Is this the place for your chatter?"
The servants quickly bowed their heads in apology and dispersed, not daring to speak further.
Evelyn, who was following Jacob, glanced worriedly towards the stairs. "Is Ms. Spencer oversleeping again? It's not good for her to skip meals."
Just then, Diana came down the stairs, arms crossed and looking annoyed. Behind her was a casually dressed Charles.
They were very close, and when Diana almost tripped, Charles reached out to steady her.
"Are you that clumsy? You can't even walk properly?" he said, his expression serious.
Diana rolled her eyes and retorted, "You're the clumsy one. You were too close. Back off!"
Despite her words, Charles kept her close, ensuring she wouldn't fall again.
The servants downstairs watched their interaction, convinced that something had indeed happened between them last night.
Jacob was the first to react, smiling broadly as he approached them. "Good morning, Mr. Percy, Ms. Spencer. Breakfast is ready in the kitchen."
Charles nodded and led Diana to the dining room.
He planned to stay home all day, giving them plenty of time together.
After breakfast, Diana hoped to go back to bed, but Jacob had already planned their afternoon activities during the short meal.
In the past, he wouldn't have dared to do this, but now it was a perfect opportunity to strengthen their relationship.
So, the president of the Percy Group spent the afternoon planting flowers in the backyard with Diana.
This task usually fell to Evelyn, but Charles had taken over her spot completely.
Unable to compete with Charles, Evelyn could only watch from a corner.
"Mr. Percy, today's task is to plant tulips in this flowerbed. By spring, these seeds will sprout, and the view from the house will be beautiful," Jacob explained, handing them seeds and tools.
The flowerbed had already been prepared, with the soil loosened. All they had to do was plant the seeds.
Since the task was simple, no servants were needed. Once Jacob left, it was just the two of them.
Diana stood by, watching Charles with a puzzled expression. "Seriously? Instead of chilling at home, why are you out here planting flowers?"
Where was Evelyn? This task wasn't tiring and was even fun, but doing it with Charles was no fun at all.
Charles squatted down, using a small trowel to dig a hole and plant a seed. Hearing her question, he felt a bit excited and replied, "Are you worried about me? This is nothing; it's not tiring at all."
Diana rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, 'So self-absorbed. No one is worried about you.'
He picked up another seed, examined it for a moment, and said, "I remember you used to love tulips. The flowers you sent to the Percy Group were ones you grew yourself."
Diana's expression froze as she recalled the past.
The old Diana did love tulips and had even grown some for Charles during their two-year marriage, sending the prettiest ones to the Percy Group, only for them to end up in the trash.
She fiddled with her hands and said nonchalantly, "That was in the past. I don't like them anymore. I remember you threw those flowers away. There's no need to plant something so unappreciated."
Her words were pointed, and Charles understood.
He paused, feeling a heavy weight in his chest. After a moment, he replied, "I like tulips now. Let's plant them together."
'Not just the flowers, but I like you too. By the time they bloom in spring, our child will be born.' he thought.
Diana didn't understand his thoughts, only finding him unpredictable.
Afraid Charles might lose his temper again, she reluctantly joined him, squatting down and picking up another trowel to start planting.
The task was indeed simple, and Diana worked quickly, not giving any chance for small talk, planting the seeds in no time.
When she finished, she dusted off her hands and said, "I'm done. I'm leaving."
Charles' mouth twitched slightly, holding back his emotions as he said, "Planting flowers is supposed to improve your mental state. You're working like a machine on a farm."
Diana blinked innocently and replied, "Mr. Percy, doing what you love improves your mental state. I don't like planting flowers. You insisted on this. I'm already doing it; do you expect me to smile and thank you too?"
Charles was left speechless, and as they stood there in a stalemate, Jacob hurried over. "Mr. Percy, a man named Noah and his sister are here to visit."
Both of their attentions were drawn to this, and Diana quickly asked, "Noah and Sabrina? Why did you invite them?"
Her acquaintance with Noah and Sabrina was a coincidence. Surely they weren't going to have a confrontation today?
Charles stood up, dusting off his clothes, and said calmly, "I didn't invite them, but guests are guests. Come with me to meet them."
He had already told Noah not to come over, although out of respect for Garry, he had let the previous issues with the Glenn family slide.
However, both Noah and Sabrina were quite fond of Diana. Meeting them today might finally make them give up.
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