Chapter 230

Seawater crashed heavily against the dark brown rocks, splashing up white foam that then flowed down the crevices of the rocks and was swept away by the next wave.

The wind, carrying the scent of crashing waves, blew against her face, causing the stray hairs on her forehead to flutter backward.

Jiang You sat cross-legged on the reef, resting his chin on his hand and looking ahead.

The sea, as far as the eye can see, is just the sea, an endless expanse. With no one to help, there is absolutely no hope of leaving.

Why aren't Xia Yan and Song Yun here yet? Aren't they usually so arrogant?

Are her parents and grandparents doing well? No matter what, her home is warm and welcoming, and she is still the only child in the family.

If she were to die unexpectedly, that would be one thing, but suicide is something she simply cannot do.

Jiang You was in a daze for a while. When he came to his senses and saw that it was getting late, he stood up and walked towards the castle.

The maid saw Jiang You and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Apart from the chief stewards, they had no idea what the castle owner looked like, let alone that the castle owner was right beside them.

Looking back now, the fact that the butlers were unusually kind to Theodore suggests they knew his identity.

I really don't understand why a perfectly good young master would give up being a maid here and have to do chores. What is he supposed to be doing?

Rich people probably all have a few strange quirks.

The maid thought to herself.

Ignoring their envious and jealous gazes, Jiang You walked towards her room with a deadpan expression.

Theodore's room was next to hers. He was leaning against the door, his long legs casually crossed on the floor. "You're back?"

After he took off his dress, his tight-fitting T-shirt outlined his narrow and powerful shoulders. His waistline wasn't extremely cinched, but it had a slender and neat look unique to young men.

Jiang You ignored her and walked past her door.

Seeing that he ignored him, Theodore blinked and asked with some curiosity, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts anymore? Are you going to sleep alone tonight?"

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, but as soon as it was brought up... Jiang You's fingers, which were resting on the doorknob, suddenly curled up, her knuckles turning a faint white. She pursed her lips, suppressing the anger rising in her throat, and with a forceful push of her wrist, she pressed the doorknob down, and with a soft "click," the door opened.

She really didn't want to talk to Theodore. Every conversation was like talking to a brick wall. He could never grasp the core of what she was trying to say and was always lost in his own logic.

Sure enough, before she had even fully entered the house, Theodore's voice came from behind again: "Why do you refuse to marry us? Don't you like me? You..."

She didn't hear a word of what was said after that. She grabbed the door panel with her backhand and used the force of turning around to close the door.

The high-quality door blocked out all sound, and also acted as a boundary between the two people, making it impossible for them to ever approach each other again.

Jiang You sat on the bed. She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she was unexpectedly sleepy. She didn't even take a shower and just lay on the bed with her eyes closed.

She slept soundly, while Theodore, seeing the door close, wore a faint smile that slowly faded as if blown away by the wind.

His translucent golden eyes revealed his confusion.

Why can't things be the same as before? She clearly liked him so much, and even said she would take him home and support him.

Is deception a serious matter? Does it matter whether he's male or female? Just because he lied to her, all the affection he had for her is gone?

That kind of affection is really cheap.

The image of the girl's sweet smile appeared in Theodore's mind, and he turned the pinky ring, his thin lips slightly pursed.

Actually, sleeping alone is quite nice, he went back to his room.

Jiang You has a bad sleeping posture. He often occupies two-thirds of the bed while sleeping and likes to cross one leg and put it on his calf.

Jiang You has many flaws: she is short, timid, and not very smart. It would be terrible if her children inherited her genes.

Jiangyou...