Chapter 30 NOT A MORNING PERSON
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"Good Morning," I say loudly with a pleasant smile on my face.
Andrew looks at me a little stunned and then greets me back politely, "Morning… You're here for a run?"
I nod my head, "yeah…"
"Let's go, then…" He says and starts running, wow, this man is so athletic, he runs so smoothly, even his sweating face is handsome, while I run like a buffalo and start panting heavily after just a few seconds.
I sweat profusely and I am not even able to finish one lap properly without stopping. I sit on the bench while my husband completes his laps. From the corner of my eyes, I spot Miss Celine hiding and spying on us, She urges me to join him but I just simply ignore her gestures.
I am so much tired, I am not a morning person but still, daily I manage to wake up at 5. With a good face and mood, I accompany Miss Swan at the breakfast table daily, now you want me to give my sweat too.
I have already sacrificed my precious sleep and now I should sacrifice my body too, hell no… I feel bruised after running a lap, even my knees are knocking out now.
I look for a water bottle, there is one and without thinking much, I quickly gulp it down.
After finishing laps, Andrew stands in front of me panting heavily but soon his breath calms down, "This is your first time running, huh.." He asks casually as he picks a towel and cleans his face.
"Hmm.. yeah…" I reply, embarrassed.
"I can tell…" He chuckles and again I am offended by his unexpected chuckle that always mocks me.
"You should try walking first, and then we can start running slowly." He suggests and I nod my head while in my head, I am screaming, Hell, no, I am not coming here daily for a walk. No never…
"My water?" Andrew's voice brings me back as I look up at his face that has furrowed brows and he is staring at the empty water bottle in surprise.
I gulp nervously and as his eyes land on me, I squeeze out an apologetic smile.
"I guess, we need two bottles now." He says calmly, Thankfully he is not pissed.
A let out a sigh of relief and then we both walk back to our respective rooms. "Miss… You need to show more interest and be more energetic in front of Sir Andrew."
As soon as I enter my room, Miss Celine starts advising me, "Miss Celine, I don't want to walk so early in the morning, please tell Miss Swan that I am not suitable for morning activities please."
I tell Miss Celine exhaustedly and she looks at me, stunned.
"Miss, you know I can't disobey Miss Swan's order. If you don't want to do it then kindly refuse it yourself." She says in a plain tone and I sigh helplessly.
"Fine, I'll talk to her," I say as I pick up my outfit and then slams the door of the washroom hard in frustration.
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"So, how did your Morning exercise go, Tessa?" Miss Swan asks at the breakfast table and I notice a half-smirk of mocking on Andrew's face making me flush with embarrassment.
Listen, Ann, I am not a morning person, and neither I like to exercise, I am happy the way I am and I don't want to push my body to do something that I really don't want to do.
This is what I should have said to Ann but instead, I reply to her, "Good, I am beginning to like the morning activities." I flash a fake smile towards her and I could notice Miss Celine gasp and she halter her steps on her way while coming towards the dining table.
I look at Andrew he was stifling a laugh, what the hell? Was I that obvious in the morning…
I feel sad and quietly dig in my breakfast, "Andrew, you must keep a proper eye on Tessa's morning exercise, she needs to be active and healthy."
Ann says to Andrew and he nods his head obediently in return.
"Don't worry, Ann. I will take good care of her." Andrew assures Ann before leaving for his office. His concern makes me choke on my coffee but somehow I quickly gulp it down not showing my shock to them.
"Did you see?" Ann asks excitedly and I have no idea what she is saying at all.
"The more you stay closer to him, the more he gets to know you and soon he will start accepting you too." She says delighted and I doubt that would ever happen so soon.
Like seriously, she should know his brother better than me how quickly his mood swings with me, Let's see for how many days he would be able to stay calm and concerned for me.
"Hmm…" I nod in response.
After breakfast, I go back to my room as usual as Andrew and Ann left for work. I start to get bored now and decide to spend my time with Miss Celine more. Miss Celine tells me about Andrew's favorite dishes which are many and I decide to give one dish a try.
That is the baked turkey, a very casual yet difficult dish. I start preparing for it with the help of Miss Celine, We marinate the turkey for hours and finally keep it inside the oven to cook, I baste Turkey after every forty minutes so it won't lose its moisture.
I boil plain rice and prepare a large bowl of couscous salad while Miss Celine prepares a few more dishes for the sides. I am all drained from the cooking and when the turkey is finally done. Miss Celine pushes me out of the kitchen.
"Miss, please go and change your outfit and also put some makeup on your face. You should look as beautiful as your Turkey." She says in a joke but I didn't feel it funny instead I look down at myself worriedly.
Am I looking that bad?
Frowning, I quickly go back to my room and change into a new appropriate dress, I even put on some makeup to refresh my face, and finally, I am down, sitting on the sofa waiting for my husband to come back.
I was busy looking in the magazine when I hear the footsteps, my husband walks over, his dashing personality makes me speechless as I start to admire him, he is wearing a black suit today, even after working for the whole day, he looks so fresh and radiant.
I wonder how it would feel to mess up his perfectly combed hairs.
"Good Evening, Tessy." He greets me politely and my senses return from his deep magnetic voice.
"Good Evening.." I greet him back hoarsely.
F**k, not again…
"Why you're sitting here? Is everything alright?" He asks, looking concerned about me, wow, really do you care about me?
I feel a pang of happiness and reply shyly, "Uhmm… I was waiting for you actually…" I tell him nervously as I start to fiddle with my fingers.
"For me? Why?" He looks surprised as he asks. His one hand is inside his suit pocket which makes him look more attractive, I look up at him meeting his gaze, his eyes look calm and relaxed making me hypnotize.
AHEM… AHEM…
A cough startles us both as we turn to look at Ann walking towards us with a radiant smile on her face, "I hope I didn't disturb you both…"
I blush as I look down embarrassedly and Andrew reply calmly to her, "No, Ann. It was nothing." Then holding his sister's arm he walks away completely ignoring me but I don't mind because I feel too embarrassed or I should say shy.
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"Hmm… It smells really well." Andrew compliments as Miss Celine place a huge Turkey on the table.
"Yeah… It smells delicious." Ann says and then looks at Miss Celine.
"Uhmm Actually… Miss Tessa has cooked today's dinner, not me." She reveals and both brother and sister's gazes fall on me in unison.
I hold my dress nervously, "Tessa, dear why did you cook?" Ann asks and my mouth gets dry from the anxiety.
"Uhmm… Ann…" I begin, faltering.
"Actually Miss just wants to surprise Sir Andrew by making his favorite dish." Miss Celine reveals and I feel doom. F**k, Miss Celine thank you for your honesty but this thing wasn't supposed to be said out loud.
I try to squeeze a smile but my eyes are throwing daggers at Miss Celine in dissatisfaction.
"Well, then let's try it out," Ann says calmly and then starts to cut Turkey, she serves Andrew and then puts some on her plate. After taking a bite, she looks at me with wide eyes and I squirm at my place, Is it bad?
"Tessa…" She says my name and I hold my breath, I think I have ruined Turkey.
"This…" She points at Turkey with her fork and my heart starts to pound heavily, "This is delicious, how did you make it so juicy…" She exclaims and I finally let out a breath of relief.
"Oh… I… It's just the recipe… Ann…" I tell shrugging nervously but dancing with joy inside.
"Andrew, did you like it?" Ann asks and again I hold my breath, Andrew gulps down his food and looks at me intently, "It's good." He says in a clipped voice, I sigh but am not happy with his response at all.
His tone is getting cold again with me.
"What about the dessert? You should have prepared dessert too for me, no?" Andrew asks out of a sudden after he finished his dinner and wipes his mouth gracefully.
"Oh… Dessert… I completely forget about it…" I tell him and his brow furrows in displeasure.
"But I want the dessert too." He demands and for a moment I look at him in disbelief, why is he acting stubborn like a child? Is he doing this deliberately? I thought.
