Stand Still, Don’t Run Away, My Little Wife

“Do you like to watch exhibitions?”

Danae didn’t think it’s a good thing to meet Cyril here.

She shook her head and did not answer him directly. Her eyes continued to fall on the picture in front of her.

Cyril saw her fascinated, then laughed

“Do you like this one? This was my mother’s work two years ago.”

His mother…

Cyril finally saw the girl look up at him. She didn’t think this would be his mother’s exhibition.

“If you like this painting, I can ask her to give it to you.”

He could see that she seemed to be interested in this painting…

Danae just shook her head. The three happy people in the painting were his family.

“No, thank you.”

They just knew each other, but not friends. And she didn’t need it.

The girl looked at the clock and it was time to go back. The time she came out during the day should not be too long.

Seeing that she has the intention of leaving, it always seems that she was alone. Wouldn’t she feel lonely?

“Danae, I didn’t mean that. I just hope you can be happier.”

Happy… What was that?

Danae footsteps paused, hesitated for a few seconds. She looked back at him, eyes with perplexity, but dim.

Could anyone who can’t even know her see that she was not happy?

“It is not difficult to try to accept the kindness of others.”

It’s not difficult.

It was, but she did not dare to do that and never extravagant.

… …

When returning to Macaulay family, Susan saw the picture frame brought back by the girl.

She shocked. Danae never bought anything when she went out before, because… she didn’t want anything at all.

“Miss Macaulay, have you bought any paintings?”

“… hmm.”

Danae answered a word softly and went back to room. Looking at the white walls on all sides, there were no decorations. Sometimes, she felt that she was living in the ward and there was nothing but white.

For the first time, she received something from someone other than Raymond.

This feeling, really, was beyond words.

All night long, she was staring blankly at the painting and finally chose to hang it on the wall.

… …

“Sir.”

Late at night, the time abroad was daytime, and Susan would always tell Raymond by telephone about Danae’s whole day at this time.

Naturally, the painting was also mentioned.

“She bought it?”

“Money has not been moved. She didn’t spend the money.”

Danae never brought any money. The only card was given by Raymond, but she never used the money inside.

“I see.”

The other side’s voice was calm, but Susan knew that Mr. Macaulay would send someone to investigate.

She hangs up the phone and helplessly shook her head. Recently she didn’t know what was going on, Miss. Macaulay seemed…

Her behavior started to change a little bit.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

This was not good.

“Susan.”

In the large living room, Danae called her.

Susan looked back and saw a few meters away the girl standing barefoot in a nightgown.

“Miss Macaulay, why haven’t you slept yet?”

When did she come downstairs, did she hear the phone just now?

Danae faded the light in her eyes and looked at the floor. In fact, she always knew that even if Raymond was not here, Susan would report her situation to him every day.

It’s like being watched. She just got used to it.

Then she slowly lifted lips and asked：

“Did he say when he would come back?”

This time seemed a little longer than before. She was scared when she was alone at night.