"Natalie!" he sighed, looking hurt instead of her. Why! What right did he have to look so hurt in her stead?
"I did not pray for your privacy. And no, I am not.. Forget it." he groaned and left her alone. Nat looked at her hands holding the cleaning cloth and sighed.
"That was right, she was just a housekeeper. Not his wife or girlfriend taking care of his house. She had no right to feel hurt or abandoned. He was already doing so much for her. She was just… a broken piece." she pushed all those negative thoughts away and cleaned.
When he returned after taking a bath, she had already served the meal on the ground. Two large cushions were on both sides with a mat.
He had his dinner last night sitting on the chair with the bowl and plate on his lap. Now he realized how difficult it would have been for her to eat the meal with so many dishes.
