A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

The gift was a notebook computer. And with it, a computer desk, bookshelf, table light, etc. Kate watched the delivery guys in and out, moving the furniture and changing the empty room into a study. Laura instructed the workers to install the curtains and asked her if she likes the color of them.

She was puzzled, and Laura said, “This will be your study. Mr. Fox didn’t tell you? He might want to give you a surprise.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

The room was fixed and cleaned. Kate sat down at the desk. The color was her favorite, and the logo was a bitten apple. She took a deep breath and pressed the power button. At night, Tristan had not come back yet. Kate was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. She compartmentalized things. But when it came to Tristan, it was not easy to deal with. She had mixed feelings about him, anger, hatred, and terror.

She was debating inside. She didn’t know if she should thank him. She had spent half the day in the new study using the computer. It would go against her principles if she didn’t say thank you. When she turned to lie on her side and bit her fingernails, Tristan came back. He took a shower and went to bed without saying anything. He looked tired and switched off the light when he got on the bed. Kate turned to lie on her back and kept a little distance from him. She had the prediction that if she kept in this way, she could not sleep all night. The time passed minute by minute, and the person beside her was breathing evenly. He would fall asleep soon. Kate blurted out in a hurry, “Thanks.”

Tristan was half awake and half sleeping. He asked while his eyes were closed, “What?”

“The study and computer.”

“Oh. Do you like them?”

“Yes.”

“OK.”It was weird to Kate that he ended the conversation lightly. But she did not bother to figure out the reason. She felt relaxed after saying thanks and was soon overwhelmed by drowsiness. She turned her back to him and yawned and closed her eyes with ease. At the same time, the man behind her opened his eyes and looked at the back of her skull. He thought it was always the best strategy to give what one liked, either to an enemy or to a woman.

From that day, Kate spent most of her time in the study until Laura called her to have meals. Laura said her son, who went to Harvard, never worked that hard in high school. When talking about her son, Laura would never stop. Kate couldn’t help talking about her sisters and brother. They found something in common, and their exchanges were no longer limited to time for lunch or dinner. Kate would sometimes help Laura with her work in the kitchen or bathing or feeding the cat.

The vast villa came to life suddenly. She didn’t like Lucy, the cat very much, but it liked to stick to her. Laura said it was piteous because it could not see its owner once for a half month before. When Kate was reading and using her computer, Lucy would curl up on the carpet by her feet and sleep. Sometimes she met something she didn’t understand in the books and felt vexed, she would kick it softly, and it would give a cry sorrowfully, but it still would not leave her. Kate was immersed in the world of knowledge most of the time. Sometimes when she got tired, she went out for a walk on the seaside.

The sea in late autumn looked profound and melancholy. It was most of the time peaceful, staring coldly at this world. And sometimes, it was like scheming a rampage secretly. She felt it resembled Tristan. The weather was getting colder and colder, and soon it was winter. Kate’s wardrobe had a new batch of winter clothes. Tristan’s secretary accompanied her to buy them. The secretary was tall and pretty, like the models in magazines. And she was amiable. Kate was puzzled by what Tristan had seen in her if he had such a pretty lady beside him. Did he get tired of caviar and want something homemade? Kate thought the fancy clothes were just to decorate the wardrobe because she was the so-called otaku-she even rarely went to see Max. She never expected them to come in handy.