Chapter 12 Lurking Now, I should go from negative to...

I should have taken a step forward from negative to zero now, right?

Johnny thought uncertainly, holding the necklace in his hand, and said to Mary, "Can I put it on for you?"

"Oh, okay." Mary's face also showed a nervous look. She sat down with her back to Johnny. "Is this convenient?"

"That hair..." It's a bit of a bother.

"Oh!" Mary frantically pushed her hair aside, revealing the back of her neck: "Is this okay?"

Johnny hummed a response. He used to buy beautiful necklaces to show off, so he wasn't too flustered by tiny, delicate buttons. But Mary's snow-white neck suddenly appeared before him, and he panicked. For a moment, he even had the urge to pounce and bite it.

Why is there so much crap in my head... Can't I learn some superficial skills like Diego, a scumbag pretending to be a gentleman, and actually praise others? Johnny cursed himself in his heart, bit his tongue, and finally came to his senses.

He was no longer the playboy he once was, and he must not make the same bad mistakes as before. If he could not guarantee that he could make Mary happy for the rest of her life, he could not be as casual as before.

After putting the necklace on Mary, Johnny gently nudged her shoulder and said, "Go and see if you like it. Some necklaces look good in the window, but not necessarily when you wear them."

Mary stood up as instructed, and the waitress immediately moved the mirror over to her. "Miss, I think this necklace suits you very well." She carefully adjusted the length of the necklace for Mary to make the whole look more harmonious. "You have fair skin, and the gold color looks very harmonious on you. And this necklace is not too exaggerated, so it can be worn everyday without being picky about clothes or makeup."

Mary wasn't used to this kind of sugar-coated bullet yet, and the tips of her ears turned red. "Ah? Really?"

"Of course!" The waiter flattered her in a very tactful way, and his voice was so exaggerated that Mary couldn't help but look at herself in the mirror, as if she was really getting to know herself for the first time.

She really liked this necklace, but the most direct reason she liked it was that Johnny gave it to her.

"Anything else you want to see?" Johnny asked.

Mary shook her head and pinched the necklace with her hands, as if pinching her pounding heart: "Um... no need, I like this one."

Seeing that Mary was really satisfied with the necklace, Johnny simply went to pay the bill. This natural and unrestrained manner made the waiter smile quietly: "Sir, I think every time this woman sees the necklace, she will be reminded of today's memories."

Hearing this, Johnny was stunned at first, then he muttered embarrassedly: "I will too, I will remember these memories too."

After the waiter confirmed that the two guests had no other consumption intentions, she warmly escorted them out and gave them a lot of small gifts. However, she wisely did not say that Johnny was a big customer here. She just said that the two of them were pleasing to her and welcomed them to visit next time.

After leaving the store, they wandered around, but unfortunately, the crowds were ridiculous. Not only did Mary feel overwhelmed, but Johnny, with his current height and wheelchair, could only see a sea of ​​legs. The two of them really didn't want to join in the crowd, so they went to the farm as planned to buy beef, along with fresh fruits and vegetables and eggs fresh from the chicken coop.

When they came out of the farm carrying a lot of things, the sun had already set, and the unique warm light of the sunset inevitably hit Johnny's blue clothes. Knowing that Mary would leave again tomorrow, he felt extremely reluctant to let her go.

"Mary..."

"Um?"

Can you please not leave? Will you leave me? Will you see someone out there who is better and more handsome than me and then realize what a lousy and insignificant guy I am… He swallowed the words back and asked, "Are you sure it's for a month? It won't be extended any further?"

Mary shook her head. "One month is one month. No one can change it at will."

"What if Manden Tim says the time needs to be extended?"

"That's another price."

Hearing Mary's sophisticated tone, Johnny couldn't help but laugh: "Yeah, yes, it's a different price."

The two of them walked back home together. The setting sun stretched their shadows very long, and they leaned against each other quietly.

The ground beneath his feet could no longer be measured with his feet, but Johnny could still feel the land, which had absorbed the heat, emitting a unique and reassuring breath in his trance. The breeze blew past the two of them, and he could hear the sound of their clothes fluttering.

"Mary," Johnny called out the name of the person beside him again, and she, like before, patiently lowered her head and leaned forward to listen. Her brown hair fell on his face, bringing a strange tingling sensation. If he had moved just a centimeter closer, they could have kissed, but he wouldn't do that.

Putting Mary's hair behind her ears, Johnny opened his palm and said, "Can we hold hands?"

"Of course." Mary held out her hand, which was held tightly by Johnny. His palm was very hot, and his five fingers stuck to her palm like dodder. This strange and aggressive strength made Mary feel uncomfortable for a moment, but she did not choose to break free.

Because Johnny had a very pure smile on his face, as if he had received more satisfaction than he expected.

They didn't say anything further, maintaining this posture until they returned home. It was already late, and Mary had to rush back to Diego's house early the next day, so she had a simple dinner and quickly went back to her room to sleep. Johnny wasn't sleepy, so he simply baked a few pancakes for Mary to fill her stomach.

I hope Mary can find evidence quickly and send Diego to jail...

After putting some beef jerky and biscuits in Mary's bag, Johnny finally felt sleepy.

Tonight, the two of them had a good sleep.

When she reported the next day, Mary wore a high-necked dress to hide her necklace. Diego was very perceptive, so she couldn't let her guard down.

She arrived half an hour earlier than the appointed time, which made Diego stand up with satisfaction, touch her head and praise her as a good girl. When Etika came over, Diego didn't say anything, but just asked them to change back into maid costumes and work quickly before leaving.

The two of them worked in different places and had no time to chat, so they nodded to each other and left without looking back.

A thin layer of dust accumulated in the place that had been cleaned before. Mary began to clean it skillfully. During this time, Diego came over to check twice and found that she was indeed doing her job very honestly, so he never came up again.

At this time, Diego knew that someone was investigating him, but he had not yet determined who the person was.

Was it Mary, the new arrival, or the clever Edie? The gardener tending to the flowers? The chef? Or perhaps... a detective who had snuck in?

Forget it, why bother with so much?

Diego showed his habitual fake smile on his face. Anyway, they didn't know the truth and it was impossible for them to know the truth. The most important thing for him now was to play tricks on those high-ranking guys, get the power he wanted, and then step on everyone under his feet.

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As night fell, Mary finally finished her work and could go back to her room to rest. She lived next to Diego's room so that she could take care of Diego when he needed to drink water or do other things at night.

Although this made it inconvenient for Mary to move at first, on the other hand, she could also immediately notice Diego's living habits and daily routine.

After a week of review, Mary found that Diego's life was much more regular than she had imagined. He got up at seven o'clock every morning, then started exercising, bathed and massaged his beloved horse, and then continued training until noon.

After lunch, he would go out. Mary didn't know where he went, but he would come back before nine o'clock every night, wash up and go to bed, but he would not go to bed immediately. Instead, he would read for two hours before putting down the book and going to bed. This was far beyond Mary's expectations.

He has a good sleep quality and never gets up at night, so Mary is never disturbed at night and can sleep well. But today, she has to make an exception and work overtime.

At midnight, Mary locked the door, changed into more concealing all-black clothes, stuck her head out of the window, and then jumped hard to climb onto the edge of the fourth-floor window.

Diego, sometimes incredibly cautious, forbade anyone from cleaning the fourth floor, as it was where the house's true owner had once lived. Long neglected, a thick layer of dust had settled on both the stairs and the house. Unless someone could fly, no one could reach the fourth floor without disturbing the dust, so Mary opted to climb through the window.

Unfortunately, the window was locked. Mary sighed when she found that she couldn't open it. She exerted force with her arms and her extraordinary explosive power allowed her to successfully climb onto the roof. The tiles on top were very solid and would not be easily broken, but Mary still walked on tiptoe, like a black panther hunting.

If only someone had taught me how to unlock the door before...it wouldn't be so troublesome now.

Mary spent nearly half an hour searching for a passage into the room before she discovered that a glass window on the fourth floor was pushed open by the branches of a big tree, giving her an opportunity to break in.

Mary quickly and nimbly slipped in. Although it was pitch black inside, the moonlight and her good eyesight were enough for her to see clearly. Mary was thankful that the room was covered with thick carpet instead of hard floor.

The former is much easier to destroy footprints than the latter.

This room seemed to be the previous owner's dressing room, and every piece of clothing in it was more intricate and beautiful than Mary had ever seen before.

Having heard that these valuable clothes might have anti-theft devices on them, Mary cautiously did not touch the clothes, but instead groped towards the cabinet.

The result was just as I expected, nothing happened at all.

While cleaning up the traces of her arrival, Mary sighed in her heart. If only Mr. Manden asked her to help kill someone, she could break Diego's neck on the first day and get away with it.

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