Was She Dreaming?

She was so shocked and for a few moments, stood rooted in her place.

"I'm.. I'm sorry I was presumptuous ...." she said haltingly after she got over her initial shock. Fae bowed repeatedly and quickly ran out of the room. She pulled the trolley into the kitchen and immediately began cleaning.

Mr. Friedrich finally snapped out of his reverie when he saw the beautiful girl in the housekeeper uniform run out of his room. He was still a little dazed when he realized that the housekeeper who cleaned his villa yesterday was the beautiful girl who caught his attention two days ago when he just arrived at the resort.

So, apparently, the girl worked at this resort ...

As a housekeeper? No way!

He got up from his chair and walked out of the room with his hands in his pockets. He heard the sound of scrubbing and arranging items coming out of the kitchen, and he headed straight for it.

Then he stood in the doorway and watched the beautiful housekeeper washing the dishes and the coffee pot and cups.

The man furrowed his brows. For some reason, seeing how hard the delicate girl work, his heart was filled with pity.

That pair of tiny hands shouldn't be used for manual labor, he thought.

"Good morning," said the man in a friendly voice.

Fae was startled by the voice that greeted her from behind and accidentally dropped the porcelain coffee pot she was holding and it fell on the floor with a loud noise.

In a panic, the girl hurriedly crouched down and picked up the shards.

Mr. Friedrich did not expect his voice would startle girl that she dropped the coffee pot on the floor, which immediately smashed into pieces. He quickly walked over to Fae and knelt beside her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you. Let me pick up the broken pieces," said the man in a voice that remained calm.

Fae became even more panicked when she realized that now the VVIP guest was kneeling on the floor and picking up so many broken porcelain shards. She was so anxious that her index finger was accidentally cut by a sharp porcelain shard.

Spontaneously her lips hissed in pain. Red blood immediately flowed from the tip of her finger. The cut was deep enough, and blood dripped to the floor profusely.

"Ouch .. I-I'm so sorry ..." the girl muttered repeatedly.

She felt like crying.

This morning, everything should have been fine. But since she saw Mr. Friedrich in his bedroom earlier, none of what she did had gone right.

Not only that, but now she had even destroyed a very expensive porcelain coffee pot!

"Shhh ... there, there... Don't panic." Again came Mr. Friedrich's voice speaking with the same calmness as before. "Let's get your wound treated."

Fae was stunned when she felt the man's hand lightly pat her shoulder and then pulled her hand away from the kitchen to the living room.

"Wait here," the man ordered firmly, patting Fae on the shoulder to sit on the sofa.

He then went into his room and returned shortly afterward with a first-aid kit box. Then, he knelt on the floor, opened the contents of the box, and took out antiseptic and bandaid.

Fae was still speechless. She couldn't move, sitting on the sofa, watching the man in front of her painstakingly clean the wound on her index finger and then put the bandaid neatly.

"The cut is quite deep," the man commented after confirming the bandaid perfectly plastered Fae's wound and closing the first aid kit box.

He then looked up and stared directly into Fae's big beautiful brown eyes.

For a moment, the eyes of the two met again, and they fell silent. Nobody made a sound until finally, Fae's mindfulness returned and the girl hurriedly thanked the man.

"Thank you, Sir. Sorry, I've been troubling you," said the girl in a slightly embarrassed voice. "I was shocked because I didn't expect you to be still in the villa. So, I didn't know how to react."

The man nodded, and for the first time, he smiled. "I was the one who startled you earlier. So, I apologize too."

Fae was fascinated by the smile on that handsome face.

She couldn't believe her own eyes. Did Mr. Friedrich really smile? Was she dreaming?

She pinched herself.

Aww!

This was not a dream.

Their VVIP guest had a certain reputation among the staff. Many did not want to have anything to do with him because he was very overbearing and hard to please.

But why didn't Fae get that impression in the first place?

From what she could see, this man was very considerate and friendly. He didn't look overbearing and scary at all. He even apologized just now for startling Fee.

The girl suddenly felt very confused.