My Billionaire Husband

The housemaids just smiled without saying a word.

Diana was afraid of their smile and tried to end the conversation, "Sleep, sleep! I don't want to gossip with you anymore. You are all bullying me!"

"Come on!" one of the housemaids grabbed Diana's sleeve. She looked around and then whispered to Diana, "Miss Anderson, we're telling you the truth, Mr. William has been in a bad mood recently because he is in an awkward situation."

Diana tried to calm the sudden rush in her heart, "What's wrong?"

The housemaid coughed and continued in a low voice, "Mr. William's father, we call him Master, came to the villa and they had a major quarrel. We don't know the reason, but we guess it's about you and Miss Jefferson."

"Miss Jefferson and… I?" Diana repeated the words uncertainty.

The housemaid nodded vigorously, "Master seldom intervenes in Mr. William's affairs, but during his last visit, I heard Master talking with Ken about Mr. William's fiancée. So I guess their quarrel is in relation to that. Master might prefer Miss Jefferson, but you can rest assured, we are on your side!"

"Please don't say things like that again. After all, Miss Jefferson is Brian's fiancée. If she knows you speak ill of her, she would feel very aggrieved," Diana said.

The housemaid scoffed, "Definitely not. It seems she is nice to us, but actually, she looks down on us. Last time, Lisa messed up her clothes by accident, and although Miss Jefferson said it didn't matter, Lisa was later punished by the steward."

Diana frowned when she heard this, "Really? But she doesn't seem like that kind of person."

"Miss Anderson, you are too simple and naïve. There is a saying, which goes; it's easy to know a man's face, but not his heart."

Diana didn't know how to reply to that. The servant's stories were making her feel slightly sad. Finally, she just gave a vague, perfunctory reply and then went to sleep.

Diana stretched out in her bed, hugging the pillows to her c.h.e.s.t. However, she was unable to fall asleep. What the housemaid had said, she stirred something inside her.

Did Brian really argue with his father about her?

Was that the same reason that Brian came to her today?

So Brian was angry with her because she had accepted Carol's cheque without informing him?

The more she thought, the more depressed she became. She buried her head in the quilt and tried to think of something else.

Just before dawn, Diana finally fell asleep.

***

Diana slept like a log after her late night and didn't notice hearing someone coming towards her.

As Brian expected, Diana had stayed in the servants' room, since it was so challenging to take a taxi near his villa.

It was truly a feast for the eyes to see Diana asleep like that. The early morning light made her fair skin glow, her peachy lips held a delicate sheen; her eyelashes were thick and long.

She was so attractive in Brian's eyes at that moment.

And this time, he learned his lesson from yesterday about waking her up, so he reached out his hand and pinched her nose. 

Diana soon woke up with a start, trying to catch her breath.

"Brian William!" Diana slapped Brian's hand away.

"Get up. Do you know what time it is now?" Brian drawled.

Diana sat bolt upright, suddenly panicking.

"Oh, gosh! I am late! I have an important class today!"

Brian had planned to play tricks on her, but he could not bear to see her helpless expression.

Instead, Brian marched Diana directly to the bathroom, put her in front of the mirror, and said, "Hurry up. I'll get Ken to send you to school."

Diana guessed Brian was going to tease her again and was prepared to resist.

"What do you want to do?" she questioned suspiciously.

Brian laughed, "Nothing. Do you think I am going to play a joke on you again? I would never do such a thing."

Diana jeered and grumbled inside, but she didn't dare to speak it out. Thinking of the time, she started to wash at once.

Brian stood beside her for a while, then left.

Diana looked at herself in the mirror and then turned her eyes to the luxury bathroom. The comparison made her feel out of place.

Everything was incompatible with her.

Diana didn't think she was good enough for these luxury things. She had never dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family. She just wanted to lead a happy and peaceful life.

Thinking of this, Diana turned around to watch Brian as he got dressed.

He was kind of handsome in quiet moments like this.

Everything was prepared meticulously, his sculpture-like face almost delicate in its moment of concentration.

Actually, Brian was perfect, was it not for his bad temper.

It seemed Brian caught sight of her staring at him and said impatiently, "Hurry up, getting ready!"

Diana's vision of him was broken, he was still the guy with the nasty temper!

After washing and changing clothes, Diana walked out of the room. As soon as she came out, Brian expressed his dissatisfaction, "Who gave you those rags to wear?"

"Rags?" Diana replied.

Diana looked down at her clothes. It was the sportswear that she bought yesterday. It wasn't high fashion, but they certainly weren't rags!

"You have to change!" Brian ordered.

However, Diana gave him a snort and ignored his request.

Brian sneered, with his eyebrows slightly lifted, "If you didn't listen to me, there would be no car available to you."

"Brian!" Diana opened her eyes wide in anger.

"Don't say anything else. Just change your clothes!"

After a deep breath, Diana decided to give in, then turned to her bedroom and searched the closet Brian had prepared.

My God!

The clothes were all delicate and complicated princess dresses decorated with lace, crystal, and pearl, they were all so dazzling.

After a long time, Diana finally found a less flashy outfit, a falbala skirt in pink and white check, a lace top adorned with pearls, and pink crystal wedge sandals.

Brian was looking at the flowers outside the window when Diana walked out. From the moment she stepped out, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Her curly, black hair was tied with a pink ribbon, and the outfit she'd chosen looked incredible. She simply oozes class and beauty.

"Come here." Brian requested in a low voice.