gentleman's servant

I didn't stay in bed too long, and I was up on time for work the next day.Oscar did not agree, he asked me to go back to the room and lie down, but the habit formed over the years could not be changed, and instead I lay down with back pain.

Mrs. Alice's friends and Miss Emily were all sent away by him politely. Miss Emily still looks decent, but if you look closely, you will find that she has a sad face.

Oscar is still very busy, not to mention dealing with the manor he just took over, he is stepping up his pace to acquire Earl Harlock's land, and has to receive many guests every day, he seems to have made up his mind to build a cotton textile factory.

"There is a very clever worker in Liverpool who improved the existing water conservancy loom." Oscar said to me enthusiastically: "I have seen that big machine can drive dozens of looms to operate at the same time, and the spindle It has also been improved to an automatic shuttle, which greatly saves cost and time, so I want to invest. I have planned for a long time, and the venue, raw materials, freight, sellers and relationships have all been opened up one by one..."

Merchants are a group generally despised by the upper class, which naturally includes the owners of textile factories, so many gentlemen will not engage in merchant business even if they go bankrupt, which seems a bit undervalued to them.Once a nobleman or gentleman abandons his dignity to engage in such a lowly trade, he is quickly looked down upon.Of course, they also have workarounds. They don't open factories, but they can invest.

"If you don't mind, I would like to open a textile factory in your name." Oscar said.

I don't know why, since I confessed my love to him, he seems a little shy.Especially when he was alone with me, he always blushed at every turn.

I was very surprised by his suggestion. You must know that this is not just a matter of name. It means that a large amount of property will be placed in my name in the form of gift.

"No, that won't work." I refused without thinking.

"You know I can't build a textile factory in my own name, so I use yours."

"You...you can choose..." I hesitated.

"Who to choose?" He raised his eyes to look at me, and then quickly lowered them: "Is there anyone in this world who is closer than you and me?"

Like the morning glow in the mist, his face was stained with a blush.

"Didn't you say you belong to me? So I can do whatever I want with you..." he muttered.

My face turned red instantly. This is what I said impulsively when I was sick and my mind was dizzy.

"I... don't mean that, I mean... other things, it doesn't mean... you understand..."

"Then will you run away with my money? When I make you a rich man, will you kick me away and leave me?" He stood up and leaned against me, his voice soft like a newborn down feathers.

I didn't answer him, just nervous and overwhelmed.

He embraced me with both hands, then leaned gently on my neck, and said in a low voice: "Are you still angry with me? Please don't be so alienated from me. I was wrong. I don't know how to save your heart." .”

I hesitated for a moment, then put my arms around him.

"My lord, my heart will always belong to you, and I will never be far away from you."

"You lied, you clearly said that your whole heart belongs to me, and you are willing to do anything for me, but I just made a small request, and you rejected me, so you are angry with me, so to alienate me."

I suddenly felt aggrieved by being caught in a pigtail.

How could he remember my dizzy nonsense so clearly.

"My lord, you can't block me with my words, you know it's different..."

But before I finished speaking, he interrupted me, put his arms around my waist tightly and said, "You said you were willing to die for me, oh, you are such a fool... I won't let you die for me I die, I want you to stay by my side forever..."

He seemed to have suddenly fallen into his own world, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a happy expression on his face.We maintained this posture and hugged for a long, long time. In other words, Lord Viscount leaned on me with a happy face for a long time.

I was so remorseful at that time, I was deeply ashamed of what I did that day, and what was even more ashamed was that this adult repeatedly mentioned those things that made people want to forget in the Pacific Ocean.

"Owen, when I think that you love me, I feel like I want to fly." He murmured in a low voice, "Can you repeat what you said that day? At that time, I was only worried that you were sick, so I didn't hear you clearly What to say, this time I will keep it firmly in my heart, not forgetting a single word..."

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"..."

"...My lord, I promised the butler Hilton to help him count the newly bought silverware. Can you allow me to withdraw?"

The viscount, who had already fallen into a strange atmosphere like a young woman in love, suddenly raised his head from the crook of my neck, and said something that made me stupefied.

"My love, every time you disappear before my eyes, I am like a blind man who has lost his light, stuck in a suffocating swamp, waiting for you to light up my life again in the cold darkness alone..."

It’s a line from a love poem, a very moving passage that’s often used in plays and lyrics, but it just popped out of nowhere and suddenly gave me goosebumps.

"Kiss me..." He closed his eyes, his expression was a little bit aggrieved and sour, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I struggled for a while, then I went up and kissed his lips.

He opened his eyes, let go of the arms that tightly wrapped around me and sat back on the stool. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said sadly: "When I think of you abandoning me, I feel as sad as a bird with a thorn in its heart. Son, you go, come back quickly."

With nothing to say, I left the study stiffly.

He just left for a short while, why would he create such an atmosphere of life and death.

In just one day, I found out that the Viscount, who is in love, is a little sad.

He may have always been ruthless and tough when facing outsiders, but that doesn't seem to be his true face.As an heir to a nobleman who lost his asylum since childhood, he cannot protect himself if he is not strong enough, so his ruthless and iron-blooded appearance is not necessarily true.

On the contrary, he is a person with a delicate heart, which can be seen from the fact that he plays the violin whenever he is sad.

He kept me by my side almost all the time, said some nasty sweet words, and asked for kisses and hugs anytime and anywhere.

Of course, this is only when we are alone, and he is very restrained when outsiders are around.

That night, it snowed heavily outside the castle, and it was deep winter.

At last the guests stopped coming and going to Mormont Manor frequently, because it was inconvenient to travel even by carriage.

Viscount Oscar was free, so he turned all his energy on me.

He no longer sneaked into my bedroom in the middle of the night. Maybe he realized that the behavior of persecuting me was too much, so he was a little embarrassed himself, so he always tried his best to beg for mercy.

That's right, it's 'wronged and begged for mercy'.

He always behaved so wronged, as if I bullied him.

"You clearly say you love me, but why do you always treat me so coldly? It's my fault that I deliberately forced you. Please forgive me." He looked like a child who couldn't get candy, showing a pitiful expression.

I said helplessly, "My lord, I really never blamed you."

"Then kiss me." His brown eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at me closely.

I had no choice but to take the initiative to step forward, put my arms around his neck and kissed him.

After parting his lips, he looked at me thoughtfully, and then, like an actor, he immediately showed a sad and pitiful expression.

"You fooled me with such a kiss again. I didn't feel strong love from your kiss. I want the kiss you gave me that day, that day..."

I know what he is referring to, that is, the time when I lost my head and sent him to the door to seduce him.

It's just deliberately reminding me of the most embarrassing things I don't want to think of.

"Aren't you blaming me anymore? Owen, can I go to your room tonight?" He whispered ambiguously in my ear.

"Anytime you want," I answered him.

But he bit my earlobe dissatisfied: "This sounds like an angry speech."

To be honest, there was indeed some element of anger in it. On the premise that I thought Oscar would get married, I desperately confessed my heart to him. The pain and sadness at that time are still fresh in my memory.

Maybe it was the thoughts in my heart showing on my face, Oscar looked at me and suddenly became anxious.

"I... I also belong to you, everything about me belongs to you, and I am willing to do anything for you, as long as you say it, I am also willing to die for you."

His eager confession made me stunned, I looked up at him, his expression was extremely serious at this time, like a fool.

"Stop talking nonsense, my lord, you can't just say death like that."

"Don't you believe it? Every word I say is true. I love you, I would give everything for you, and my life is nothing compared to my love."

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear you say that, nothing in this world is as precious as life, let alone for someone like me, I am insignificant, as insignificant as dust, not worth giving up for me Anything, let alone life, I don't want to hear such words." He died for me in his previous life, and he said such words now, which made me extremely painful for a while.

"Who are you! You are so precious to me, more important than my life, and why you can die for me, but I can't give my life for you." He refuted me angrily, with a strange expression Seriously, but then he smiled again, with a happy face: "Oh, we are so stupid to quarrel over such a boring thing, I never thought I could have such a deep love, I must be the happiest man in the world ..."

He actually took this as some kind of romantic sweet talk, God knows how angry I am with his sworn oath.

Does he really think so?Willing to die for me, for a humble person like me.

"I want to kiss you." I couldn't hold back my mouth.

He froze for a moment, blushed and said, "You can do anything to me, I'm looking forward to it anytime."

I looked at him with emotion, he didn't know my painful mood at this time.

I hesitated for a moment, then started to undo my bow tie, holding the long lace strap in my hand, and then I looked at him.

He stared at the strap, his whole face flushed, and then looked at me with bright eyes. In his expectant expression, I covered his eyes with the strap and tied it up.

He was so excited that his breathing became short and heavy.

I kissed him lightly, and he kissed me back excitedly. He didn't know that I was crying uncontrollably when he couldn't see.

He is a fool and I will never forgive him for saying he would die for me.