Chapter 393
Marian slept until noon, when the sun shone brightly in the sky.
And when she finally woke up, she found herself still nestled in Simon’s arms.
Simon was half–leaning against the headboard, holding onto some documents.
When he sensed movement in his arms, he looked down at her.
“You’re awake?” He immediately put down the documents and asked softly.
“Mm,” Marian replied in a slightly hoarse voice.
Then she stretched lazily, taking in her surroundings before slowly getting up from bed.
“What time is it now?” she wondered.
“It’s already noon. You must be hungry. I’ll have some food sent up.” Simon said, picking up the phone to call room service.
“Mm.” Marian wasn’t fully awake yet and responded softly.
Yesterday, when she disembarked from the plane, she was conscious.
But at that time, she was simply too exhausted and felt at ease knowing Simon was by her side, taking care of everything.
So, she had just slept all the way through until noon.
She realized one thing.
It seemed indulging oneself too much wasn’t a good idea.
“I’ll go freshen up first.” Marian, now more awake, got out of bed.
“Don’t forget to put on your shoes, Simon reminded.
“Yeah, Marian obediently put on her slippers.
Seeing her somewhat confused expression as she walked towards the bathroom, a warm smile formed on Simon’s face.
Afterwards, he stopped working and followed suit, uncovering the blanket and getting out of bed.
As Marian finished freshening up, there came a ring at the door,
Simon went to open it, only to find that it wasn’t a hotel staff member, but Eunice,
“Why is it you?” Simon’s brow instantly furrowed.
“I thought the hotel staff might not be familiar with your tastes, so I came to deliver the food myself,” Eunice explained.
“It’s for meal delivery?” Marian’s voice came from inside the room.
“Yes,” Eunice promptly replied.
“Well then, please have them come in quickly. I’m feeling a bit hungry,” Marian said, directing her words at Simon.
Eunice looked up at Simon, who had a slight frown.
But at this point, there was nothing more to say.
He reluctantly made way for Eunice.
Eunice wheeled the meal cart into the room.
Upon entering, she caught sight of Marina, seated cross–legged on the sofa.
At the first glimpse of her, Eunice’s expression momentarily froze.
Marina had just finished washing up, her face unadorned with makeup, and her long, glossy hair cascading freely over her
chest.
Taking advantage of the fact that her face was even more fresh and refined, she exuded an ethereal and unique beauty that Eunice couldn’t help but admire.
Even considering herself worldly–wise, having encountered many attractive individuals in her position, Eunice couldn’t deny that Marina was in a league of her own.
The woman in front of her was definitely not someone she had seen before.
It wasn’t just her appearance, she radiated a distinct and unparalleled aura.
Even in her nonchalant posture, there was an innate grace and elegance that captivated those around her.
Marina was, without a doubt, more perfect than Eunice had imagined.
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“What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?”
Marina lifted her hand to touch her cheek, sensing Eunice’s prolonged gaze.
She remembered that she should have washed herself very clean just now.
“I apologize for the offence, Miss Bailey. Please don’t take it personally,” Eunice immediately lowered her head, apologetic.
However, Marina’s eyes held a hint of meaningful implication as she raised her eyebrow.
“She hasn’t even said anything yet. Why was she admitting her mistake?” she wondered.
“From the way you’re dressed, I don’t think you’re a hotel staff member. Are you one of Simon’s subordinates?” Marina casually glanced at Eunice.
“Yes, I am the head of Hustralia branch and work directly under Mr. Hernandez. My name is Eunice Jiles.”
“I used to be Mr. Hernandez’s secretary, Eunice added.
“Secretary?” Marina glanced nonchalantly at Simon standing behind her.
“To be precise, she was Gavin’s secretary, responsible for certain reception tasks,” Simon clarified.
He was quite busy.
Only with Gavin alone to help would definitely not help much.
Even now, other than his assistant Gavin, there were seven or eight other secretaries in the secretary’s office.
Eunice used to be the person in charge of the secretary’s office.
She had extraordinary capability, so he was sent to Hustralia to be the person–in–charge.
“I see. So, you’re already acquainted,” Marina said casually as she stood up from the sofa.
But Simon immediately approached her. “Didn’t I tell you to wear shoes?”
“But I don’t like wearing shoes,” Marina pouted.
Simon couldn’t help but show a wry smile at her response. He bent down, lifting her up, and then turned towards the dining
arca.
Watching this scene, Eunice tightened her grip on the cart. Did the man truly dote on her this much?
Was she even aware of his esteemed status? How could he personally perform such a task reserved for servants?
“Miss Jiles, what are you thinking over there? We’re all seated. Shouldn’t you serve the food?”
Marina’s clear voice brought Eunice back to reality.
Maintaining her gracious smile, Eunice promptly wheeled the cart forward, respectfully serving the dishes.
Marina observed the spread of dishes, her gaze carrying deeper meaning.
“Thank you, Miss Jailey, I believe you must have taken some pains in preparing the food; these are all Simon’s favorites.” Marina remarked, casually resting her chin on her hand.
Although Eunice’s heart missed a bit, she remained composed, smiling becomingly.
“As I used to handle Mr. Hernandez’s meal orders, I am familiar with his preferences.
*However, back then, Miss Bailey, you hadn’t been here yet, so I wasn’t aware of your tastes.
“If there’s anything you like, please feel free to tell me, and I’ll prepare it for you tomorrow.”
Though Eunice’s words sounded nothing special, they carried an underlying implication upon closer scrutiny.
Eunice was indicating that Marina was merely a guest there.
Marina chuckled softly at that.
“No need to go through so much trouble. I like whatever Simon likes,” Marina responded casually.
With that, she took a bite of Simon’s favorite dish.
“Um, the taste of this dish is not as authentic as your chef’s, Marina commented after eating.
“When we get back, I’ll get the chef to make it for you, Simon replied softly.
“Alright,” Marina agreed with a smile.
The smile on Eunice’s face froze, and it appeared about to vanishe the next moment.
She found it hard to refrain from her emotions, yet she only lowered her head, forcing herself to serve the dishes for them.
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