Chapter 42 A FORBIDDEN FRUIT
- Alexander POV
- As soon as I got down from the car, the driver drove straight into the garage. My heart wouldn't cease bubbling with great happiness as I practically jogged toward the building. Upon reaching inside the living room, granny was seen relaxing on a chaise lounge, the head of the maids was sitting at the edge, massaging granny's feet. My smile grew wider as I headed to where she was, “I'm back, granny” I announced, leaning close to embrace her. The faint scent of her hair shampoo filled my nostril while I remained in her embrace, “How was work today, dear?” She asked with a giggle, disengaging from the abrupt hug. I nodded happily then cast the maid a glance, she was already on her feet and quickly bowed to me in greetings. “Maria, isn't it?” She nodded her curtly, “Yes, sir” I tugged a hand in my pocket then continued, “I want to believe everyone's income has been paid” She peeked at my face then nodded promptly, “Yes, sir” Her shoulder trembled as she answered, “What's it, Alexander?” Granny called out softly, getting on her feet. I put up my brows, glancing from granny's face to hers. Hold on, what are they thinking? “Has anyone of them offended you again?” Granny queried, gazing at my face. I playfully rolled my eyes, “No granny, I was only asking her to be certain. Do you think I was about to fire a maid?” I raised my brows, “Of course, you tend to ask such question whenever you want to fire the maids” Granny also rolled her eyes, I chuckled softly then pursued my lips in a tight line, “I'm sorry Maria, I didn't mean to scare you” I apologized sincerely. But as soon as I completed my simple sentence, she raised her head to look at me, her jaw dropped open, wide enough to fit an egg into her mouth. Granny tugged my shirt fiercely then came to stand in front of me, “What happened to you Alexander, have you eaten a forbidden fruit?” She cried out anxiously, holding my face in her warm hands.
- I let out a burst of hysterical laughter, but then her face grew more apprehensive, even the maid who was now standing behind her was also looking troubled. “Come on granny. I'm fine, I'm alright, and I haven't eaten any forbidden fruit” After I said those words to her, I stooped then pressed my lips against her forehead, passionately. “Have a good night rest granny,” I waved at the maid, “And you too, Maria” And with that, I moved toward the staircase, “Are you sure you haven't squeezed your head in the door, Alexander?” Granny cried out from the living room, I chortled silently then sealed my lips. Am I that weird?