CHAPTER 379: CHAPTER 377: ASKING FOR TROUBLE [2ND UPDATE]

Maya watched as someone grinned foolishly at her while tidying up the dishes, sighing and lamenting, "Ah! My fate is truly miserable to have such a wicked mother-in-law."

"Liam, come with me." At the stairs of the restaurant, Charlotte, who was about to leave, called Liam over.

She was worried Liam might stay behind to help someone wash the dishes, so she simply took him away.

"This woman is really cunning." Maya scrutinized Charlotte’s back, sneering in complaint. Don’t think she can’t see through Charlotte’s little schemes.

Listening to Maya’s complaints, Liam raised his right hand, pinched her little face, and said, "Be good, don’t cause trouble."

"Haha!" Maya gave him a fake smile, thinking to herself, it would be strange if she didn’t cause trouble, is she the type to remain quiet? If she doesn’t show Charlotte her prowess, would she let her boss her around?

How could Maya allow such things to happen to her!

"I know, I know!" But in front of Liam, she still gave a perfunctory agreement.

After Liam left, Maya carried the dishes on the table to the kitchen in two trips, stood at the sink, and furiously pressed the detergent, producing a sink full of bubbles.

At this moment, Maya held a valuable crackle-glazed plate in her hand, placed it before her eyes, carefully looked at it for a moment, then suddenly let go, allowing it to slip from her hand, welcoming the sound of its shattering.

However, she did not hear the desired sound of breaking dishes, so she quickly looked down, only to find that the plate had been caught by a large hand.

She immediately turned her head, surprised, and asked, "Didn’t you leave with your aunt?"

Liam looked at the girl’s surprised expression, circled his arm around her waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and bit her ear, saying, "Knew you didn’t intend to do any good, look who’s trying to wreck Aunt’s kitchen!"

"My hand slipped!" Maya lied with her eyes wide open.

In fact, Liam’s guess was spot on; if he hadn’t come, Maya would indeed have wrecked the kitchen, at least she would’ve smashed all the dishes in the sink.

"Maya, you’ve worked hard." Liam looked at her dodging eyes, gently kissed her cheek, then put the plate into the sink, grabbed Maya’s little hand, and taught her how to wash the dishes.

Their hands stuck tightly together, covered in many bubbles, soft and slippery, particularly comfortable.

Watching Liam’s dishwashing actions and the dishes in the sink, Maya glanced at him, surprised, and asked, "You even know how to wash dishes?"

"Being with you, I learn all kinds of skills." Liam whispered amorously in her ear.

At the door, the servant saw the two embracing closely and felt embarrassed to enter to check on Maya’s work, so they turned and sneaked away, thinking to themselves, the young master really picked a special girl, Charlotte’s days of headaches are likely ahead.

Half an hour later, Maya finally ended this feast and went home with Liam.

In the car, Liam raised his right hand, pinched Maya’s chin, and said, "Little thing, so naughty, bet Aunt won’t get any sleep tonight."

"Who asked her to seek trouble for herself, not my opponent, yet still stirring up trouble."

"Would it hurt you to yield a bit? Would you lose any meat?" Liam shook his head helplessly at someone’s smugness.

"No, but I’ll be in a bad mood." Maya was blunt.

Liam looked at her pouty lips, using his right hand to hook the back of her head, pulling her close to him.

Moments later, he released her, gave a seductive smile, and asked, "Satisfying mood now?"

Maya looked at the man’s charming smile, stuck out her little tongue, licked her lips, and said with a mischievous smile, "You’re trying to pacify me this easily?"

Sensing this, Liam immediately circled her waist, teasing her, while Maya quickly grabbed the steering wheel, seriously reminding, "Mountain road, be careful, or you’ll lose your life, is that fun?"

Hearing someone’s somewhat serious reason, Liam let her go and concentrated on driving,

Resulting in Maya laughing to herself in the bathtub, acknowledging she’d been too boastful.

The next day, when Maya woke from her dreams, Liam was already gone.

She took a deep breath, raised her right hand, massaged her temples, thinking, is that man a robot? After every session, he can still go to work unscathed, doesn’t he need to recover his strength?

When she lifted her legs off the bed, her thighs turned soft, causing her to stumble almost falling to the ground.

Immediately after, she muttered to herself, "Bastard, I can’t even stand steadily."

In the bathroom, with her mouth full of foam biting on a toothbrush, she watched her indulgently exhausted eyes, tugged at the corners of her mouth, coldly smiled at the mirror, and said, "Maya, you’re beyond saving."

When she changed her clothes and returned to the living room, she found a note on the coffee table that read, "Breakfast is in the warmer."

Looking at someone’s familiar handwriting, Maya’s lips curled into a bright smile, saying, "At least you still have a conscience."

Sitting at the dining table, eating the breakfast made by someone’s own hands, Maya dialed Ella’s phone number.

On the other end, Ella lazily lounged on the sofa, looked at Maya’s call, then looked at Maya’s mobile on the coffee table, bewildered, thinking, why is Maya still using this number? Isn’t she supposed to be using a foreign number?

Since the day she sent Maya away, she hasn’t dared to charge Maya’s phone and even resigned from work, hiding in Ethan’s apartment, afraid to go anywhere; only answering calls from Ethan and her parents and nobody else’s.

Correct! She’s avoiding Liam, afraid Liam would question her after realizing Maya’s not here, so she’s simply disappeared.

Sitting on the sofa, clasping the phone tightly, her heart pounded, afraid to answer, fearing the call was from Liam asking for someone.

Thus, only when the phone rang a second time did she pinch her nose, faked her voice, and said, "Hello, Ella’s in the bathroom; I’ll have her call you back later."

Despite pinching her nose and faking her voice, Maya still heard it.

She furrowed her brow, puzzled, and asked, "Ella, what are you doing?"

"Maya! Waa... you terrified me; I thought it was the principal calling." Ella burst into tears upon hearing Maya’s long-lost voice.

After Maya left, these days at home, she’d nearly scared herself into a nervous breakdown, even lost a few pounds; hearing her voice again naturally stirred her emotions uncontrollably.

"Ella, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?" Maya, hearing Ella’s cries, got anxious, wishing she could fly to her side to comfort her.

Ella answered tearfully, "After sending you away, I resigned and when I saw your number, thought it was the principal calling, and I was scared..."