Chapter 124 You are a rose that blooms in a greenhouse and is carefully cultivated
Hearing her whining repeatedly, Sierra didn't react for a moment. Just when she was about to ask what was going on, the bedroom door was pushed open by a servant who heard the noise.
Seeing Annashe huddled on the ground with cold sweat on her forehead, and hearing her painful words that Sierra suddenly got angry and kicked her out of bed, the servant who thought she had kicked her to death immediately went to wake up Lizzie and Josie.
Sierra was still confused, but she also understood that she was injured because of her own kick.
But it was originally a kick for Roxide. Because there was no pain in the dream, his kick was very hard. In fact, it was also very hard in reality. He almost fainted from the kick.
In the darkness, lights lit up one after another in the large manor. Annaxi was injured and everyone was in chaos.
Sera finally learned the truth from the servant who was no longer running around.
It turned out that Rose Hill was around when she and Roxed made up the lie, and Annashe was also there. It turned out that both of them missed her words and thought she had called a sleeping companion service.
But Sera didn't understand why Anasi actually slept with her in the end. She could have finished lying and sneaked back to her room.
There was no doubt that she had bad intentions.
Mrs. Josie couldn't maintain her image as a lady because her daughter was kicked in the belly. She angrily scolded Sera, "We feed you, house you, clothe you, and use you! My daughter is still with us." Sleeping with you! Why do you bully her every day?! Do you know how important a woman’s uterus is! Sierra, you are going too far!"
Anaxi hid in her arms and cried softly, "Okay, mom, I'm fine."
"Don't defend her!" Lizzie was also furious, holding up the crutch and swiping at Sierra's butt, but her legs and feet were agile and she could easily dodge.
Faced with the family's rebuke, Sierra became selectively deaf.
She turned around and took a sip of the warm water cup that the servant had just poured from the table. She said happily, "It's just a nightmare. Good night, my dear family, I hope you have a good sleep."
Her so-called laid-back attitude made Qiao Xi angry and patted her chest.
Compared to being discovered by Rose Hill that she was dreaming about Loxide again, Sera thought that the current situation was pretty good.
She locked the bedroom door and went back to bed to catch up on her sleep. No matter how she was slapped or shouted outside, she did not respond. She slept soundly until dawn. Annashe, who was kicked violently after trying to kill someone, was in so much pain that she couldn't sleep well all night.
In the early morning, before Lizzie and others had gotten up, Sierra prepared to go out to school early to avoid unnecessary disputes last night, but Eric called home early in the morning.
It turned out that after Gale told him her request, he helped her get the laundry business of the miners and railroad construction workers overnight. There was a lot of clothes to be delivered immediately this morning, and Sierra, as the owner of the laundry, needed to be on site. Go check it out.
But this morning she had to go to class again and even changed into her school uniform. Sierra figured it out and took advantage of Joey to drive to the stable to fetch a horse and run away.
When several servants noticed something was wrong, she had already ridden away without a trace.
Regarding the fact that Sierra kicked Annashe out of bed last night, Josie also secretly instructed a purchasing maid to go out and spread the news. She couldn't bear the feeling that her daughter was kicked, and she was determined to destroy the slut's daughter.
Not long after Sierra arrived at the butcher shop, Eric brought a horse over. The warm morning sun hit his resolute face, making him look handsome.
"The weather is starting to warm up." He rode alongside her.
"Summer is coming soon." Sierra said with a smile: "It's time to play in the water, do you remember?"
"Remember." His eyes fell on her wrist, "Why are you still riding out? Is your hand feeling better?"
"It doesn't hurt much anymore." Sierra winked at him, "I've been attending etiquette school recently, so I skipped class today."
Hearing the etiquette school, Eric lowered his voice and became a little angry, "Master Lizzie shouldn't treat you like this. What etiquette do you want to learn? Sometimes he really should get a pair of glasses that can see the true face of things."
Sierra smiled slightly, "It's enough that you stand by my side, so there's nothing to worry about."
To Eric, this sounded like I only need you. He said unnaturally: "Today I met Carol from the tailor shop. She said that you made many sets of clothes for the black slaves, and even They even have pajamas, and you strongly requested to buy those furniture for them. To be honest, no nobleman can do what you do."
"I am able to do this because of you." Sierra said to the stunned Eric with a smile: "I don't want to have boundaries with you because of my identity, so I treat black slaves the same way, everyone is No one is nobler than anyone else."
Eric was lost in her smile, and the horse broke away from his control and leaned against the wall, almost rubbing him to the ground.
He pulled the reins in time, his ears already red, "I understand."
"Understand what?"
Eric looked at her, the shy smile unique to a young man gradually changed on his face, and the softness and tenacity of love burst out, "You can let go of your identity and become an ordinary person because of me, and you can do your best to save a dowry, then the same I also want to be rich."
This time it was Sierra's turn to be stunned. Her horse ran very fast after arriving in the deserted suburbs. Eric always maintained a parallel distance from her with ease.
She rode the wind and asked loudly: "Why do you want to become rich? I thought your tribe lived in the jungle and their thoughts were already ingrained."
"I don't know, and there has never been a girl who can make me think like this like you."
Eric stared tenderly at her beautiful profile, where her hair was blown by the wind and brushed her face, and said softly: "You are a rose that bloomed in a greenhouse and was carefully cultivated. How can I drag you to an uninhabited mountain forest?" Go into the mud."
"What?" Sera asked loudly. He spoke too quietly, and the sound of wind and horse hooves could be heard in his ears, so he couldn't hear what he said.
Eric smiled softly and replied loudly: "Because I want to take care of you." After becoming capable, he wanted to raise her carefully.
The flying hair covered Sera's eyes, but it did not block the tenderness captured in the broken hair.
The horse gradually slowed down, and Sera was moved for a while, and was soon attracted by her own laundry factory.
Several cars came to the door, with a wooden trailer hanging behind them, filled with mountains of clothes that needed to be washed.
Many miners who were not alive today came to watch.
Khalida also arrived early in the morning, and she had many tricks up her sleeve. Not only did she have a red carpet laid out at the door, but she also arranged several manual salutes and photographers, as well as an opening ribbon held by two people.
"Sela! You're finally here! I almost couldn't help but cut it off!" Khalida waved to her happily.
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