Sweet Sorrow

The taxi stopped at the gate of the villa. Nicole paid the bill and walked in slowly after the taxi left.
The maids was who she was familiar with and treated her with respect. Somehow, Nicole felt everything was so unreal.
'Would I really live here from now on? '
She didn't need to do anything everyday, instead, she was served by servants. At night, she took care of Jacob physically. Was
this how she would live for the next year?
Nicole was very reluctant to this. She knew that this kind of life was easy and free with no pressure, but she didn't like it.
Just like before with Austin, although she didn't have a job, she had never been idle and just was looked after by Austin.
At least she could do the housework for the Liang Family by then. But now, she was going to stay at this villa. Jacob wouldn't
allow her to work outside. As for the housework, She had no chance to do it because there were enough maids in this house.
Did I have to be a disabled person?
Nicole sighed as she walked into the villa and went upstairs to put the things in the bedroom.
She didn't bring too much things, only some clothes for changing and toiletries, which only took up a small corner of the room.
After cleaning, she thought of something and asked the maid, "can I leave them here?"
"Of course, Miss Du."
"Other... 'Will Jacob's other female friends say anything if they come? " Nicole asked with difficulty.
After making sure that she had moved in, she began to worry about. What if his fiancee frequently came to Jacob and what if she
disturbed Jacob's other women?
However, the maid helped her solve the problem.
"Miss Du, Mr. Jacob has never brought any other female friend back."
Nicole was surprised, "never?"
"Yes."

Nicole still didn't believe it. "I'm not saying that kind of ordinary female friend. I mean a woman. Jacob's other women..."
The servant showed a doubtful look. "Mr. Jacob has never brought other women here before, you are the first one."
Maybe the servant thought her words were too blunt, so she changed the tone, "as for whether Mr. Jacob has other women or
not, sorry, Miss Du, we don't know."
Nicole had been a little happy when she heard the first word, but she was extinguished by the servant's second word.
That's true. Jacob was so rich that he should have other houses. It would not cause trouble if he arranged different women in
different houses.
Rich people always did this, didn't they.
Thinking of this, Nicole stopped asking questions. She put her stuff away and sat on the bed playing with her mobile phone.
Jacob didn't come back for dinner. After dinner, Nicole felt much more relieved. She watched TV on the first floor before going to
bed.
Before going to bed, the maid thoughtfully prepared a milk for Nicole, saying it could help her sleep as she looked tired.
The servant was so considerate that Nicole was flattered and thanked her in a row.
Nicole didn't know that in fact, in the eyes of the servants, she was also very considerate and pleasing.
At least, when Nicole looked at them, she was totally different from Daisy. She didn't look down upon or scornfully at them.
Of course, she didn't do that with a menial or flattering attitude.
Instead, she watched them with the equal eyes in the communication of ordinary people.
Nicole tossed and turned in bed after drinking the milk.
She was thinking about Jacob. She knew Jacob exactly knew where she was living now.
'Were he with another woman, or enjoying a night party at somewhere else.'
The more Nicole thought about it, the colder her heart became. However, she didn't want to take the initiative to contact Jacob
and find out where he was.

She knew she was not qualified.
Nicole held the quilt tightly, downhearted, and went to sleep slowly.
The next day, she woke up in a daze. Before she opened her eyes, a strong smell of alcohol rushed into her nose.
"Well..."
Nicole wrinkled her nose in discomfort and opened her eyes.
Then she was shocked.
Nicole didn't know when Jacob came to bed. He was in a mess as he was half naked. She could even count his eyelashes with
his handsome side face in front of her.
Nicole took a deep breath and got off her arms resting on Jacob's body. Then she moved back inch by inch.
After keeping a short distance, she let out a long breath.
She didn't expect herself to sleep like a log. She didn't even know that Jacob had come back.
However, Jacob, who was sleeping, didn't look angry at all. He was meek with his hair curling up on his forehead.
Nicole was fascinated by the unsuspecting Jacob.
It was not until she heard a humming from Jacob that she looked away in a hurry. She was afraid of being discovered, so she
tried to calm down.
After a while, Nicole heaved a sigh of relief when she realized that Jacob didn't wake up. But she didn't dare to look at him
anymore, so she got out of bed from the other side and walked out of the bedroom.
In order not to wake Jacob up, Nicole didn't wash herself in the bathroom of the bedroom, but went to the bathroom in the living
room and changed her pajamas by the way.
The servant stepped forward and asked Nicole if she wanted to have breakfast. Nicole replied without hesitation.
"Last night When did Jacob.. When did he come back? " Nicole asked after breakfast.

The servant immediately answered, "Miss Du, Mr. Jacob came back at two o'clock in the morning."
"Well..."
Two o'clock in the morning. He should have just finished his business outside. Then he directly came back without going to see
any other women
'No, if he did or not, it's none of your business!'
Nicole stopped her thoughts in time. She felt a little embarrassed and smiled at the servant. "Please don't call me miss Du. It's so
strange. Just call me Nicole."
"It's... Miss Nicole, is that okay? " The servant hesitated.
"Why do you have to add the word 'Miss', really? It's too distant. Only Nicole will be good, really."
The servant looked embarrassed and did not agree with Nicole's request.
Nicole also knew that this should be the rule of the Gu family, and she could not change. She could only shrugged and said,
"well, you can call me whatever you want, but to be honest, I prefer you to call me Nicole."
"Yes, Miss Nicole." The servant was amused by Nicole as well.
Nicole stayed on the first floor after breakfast, chatting with the servants and watching TV. She didn't want to go upstairs at all.
She didn't want to face Jacob.
But this was Jacob's place. No matter how hard she tried to escape, she had to meet him.
At lunch time, Jacob went downstairs, wearing a bathrobe and his hair wet.