Chapter 18

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Chaucer sat on the sofa and casually flipped through some documents, but he couldn’t help but look in the direction of the bathroom. Mila flashed past the door just now, and he saw she was wearing a pink floral dress that was above her knees, revealing her slender legs.

Mila turned around, revealing a large area of fair skin. Chaucer’s lips twitched. Not only was this dress short, but it was also a backless dress.

She had pretended to be a good woman for so long, but in the end, she couldn’t hide her nature anymore. Was that it?

He heard the relationships between men and women in the entertainment industry were very messy. He had thought that Mila was one of the exceptions, but he decided she was simply a good actress. She almost fooled him.

After putting on her makeup, Mila looked in the mirror and walked out of the bedroom with her bag. She subconsciously glanced at Chaucer in the living room and saw his dark face. She asked in confusion, “Why are you unhappy? What did Grandpa say?”

Chaucer shook her head and remained silent with a cold expression.

Mila was about to ask something when her phone suddenly rang. She quickly picked it up. “Okay, I’ll go downstairs now.”

She walked to the door and put on a pair of black high heels with straps. Her skin was fair, to begin with, and her legs were slender. When she wore the high heels, they accentuated her slender legs.

“Chaucer, I’m off.”

As expected, there was no response. Mila felt a little uncomfortable. What was wrong with him again? Everyone said understanding a woman was like looking for a needle at the bottom of the sea. She felt Chaucer’s thoughts were harder to guess even than that.

She ignored Chaucer, quickly went downstairs and got into Elaine’s car. The two of them entered a quiet bar and ordered some snacks and a few bottles of beer.

After they sat down, Mila raised her glass and took a few sips before opening her mouth. “Elaine, why do you think there’s such a strange person like Chaucer in this world? He was fine one second, but he’s unhappy the next.”

“Isn’t he starting a business? Maybe he’s in trouble. You know how difficult it is to start a business nowadays. He has to put on a smile outside, but he can’t pretend when he gets home,” Elaine guessed.

“Let’s not talk about him. It’s women’s night tonight. Let’s enjoy ourselves!” Mila finished the beer in her glass and laughed happily.

“That’s right! You can’t forget me, your good sister, just because you have a husband! You’ve refused to treat me to a feast just to cook for Chaucer!” Elaine muttered unhappily.

Mila quickly waved her hand and told Elaine about how she had injured Chaucer.

Elaine laughed. “You’re really a genius. You almost killed your husband!”

“I didn’t do it on purpose! I was confused about sleeping, and he didn’t turn on the lights when he came back. I thought a thief had come in, so I attacked!”

“Of course, in order to make it up to him, I postponed my job and took care of his life at home.”

The two of them were chatting happily, but they didn’t notice a man sitting diagonally opposite them. He was wearing a black watch, which looked ordinary, but there was actually a pinhole camera inside, videotaping Mila and Elaine.

Right now, Chaucer was sitting at home, watching the video transmitted from the bar.

As soon as Mila left, Chaucer arranged for someone to follow her to the bar. Seeing she was meeting a woman, Chaucer felt a little happier.

This was a quiet bar, and the environment wasn’t noisy. The singer’s voice was deep and melodious, and the customers sat around in groups of two or three to chat.

Mila and Elaine were beauties, to begin with, and they were specially dressed up before going out. Soon, they attracted the attention of other men.

At the most luxurious booth in the bar, two well-built men looked at each other and walked over, reeking of alcohol.

“Hello, you two look so bored! Why don’t you come to our place and have a drink? Everything’s on us tonight. How’s that?”

“No.”

“No, thanks.”

Mila and Elaine spoke in unison, but the man didn’t care at all. He still smiled and said, “Come on! Why don’t you give me your number?”

The two men’s gazes wandered around them wantonly and finally landed on Mila’s slender legs.

“Get lost! Or I won’t be so nice!” Mila’s voice was soft. Even when she was angry, she didn’t sound intimidating.

As expected, after hearing Mila’s words, the two men weren’t angry. They even laughed out loud. “The little beauty is angry. She looks so cute even when she’s angry. I wish she was my wife!”

As he spoke, the man reached out to grab Mila’s arm. Mila dodged in disgust. Before she could speak, a handsome and tall man walked over and stood in front of Mila.