footsteps coming toward her door. Sakura swallowed. And before all hell broke loose, she raced to the door and quickly locked it. An instant later, the doorknob wriggled as if someone were trying to open it.
“It’s locked,” Sebastian muttered .
“Of course it’s locked,” Nicolas said. “No one stays there.”
“You got the wrong room, handsome boy,” Tristan shouted. “Your room is next door.”
A few moments later, the hallway was quiet again, and Sakura sighed with relief.
“Oh God,” she muttered under her breath. “Way too many surprises in one day.”
About half an hour later , she heard them leaving their rooms one by one to go down for dinner, and it was only then she was able to fully relax.
She nearly jumped out of her skin when Brenda knocked on her door.
“Sakura, sweetheart, you’re not coming down for dinner?” Brenda queried from the other side.
Sakura rushed to open the door and said, “Hi, Mom . Sorry, I have a really bad headache. Mind if I stay in bed?” she asked, feigning sickness.
“Then take some aspirin an d rest. I’ll tell Beth to bring something up for you. You know you should look after yourself more. You should just relax. You’re on holiday, after all.”
“I know,” Sakura said. But then again, she needed to make as much money as soon as possible if she wanted to travel to Japan and find her birth mother. After all, she had no idea when her travelling would end or how much it would cost.
“I know how independent you are about money, and I know how much you want to go to Japan , but you still have to look after yourself,” Brenda said as if she were reading her mind.
“Yes, I know,” Sakura said.
“All right. Your brothers are here, by the way.”
Sakura bit her lip . I know. I’ve met them .
“You’ll have to w ait until tomorrow to greet them,” Brenda commented. “And Dale and Molly were hoping to see you tonight.”
“I can come down and se e them in town tomorrow,” Sakura suggested happily.
“Yes, t hey’d love that. You get better,” Brenda said and then gave her a peck on the cheek.
“Ok ay,” Sakura murmured. Once Brenda left, she closed the door and went to take a long, hot bath.
Some ten minutes later, lying in the big tub with warm water and bubbles up to her neck, Sakura stared up at the ceiling, thinking.
“They’re eating my roast pork,” she murmured to herself. Then she glanced at Toby, who obediently sat there waiting for her to finish. She sat up and reached out to pat him on the head. “I hope they choke.”
SIX :
P rinceton Brothers & the Wood Nymph
T he brothers loved it. They absolutely loved the roast pork—and of course none of them choked. Tristan, Logan, and Hayden couldn’t help chomping down the delicious, soft morsel and then grabbed for more.
“There’s still dessert,” Mary said from across the table , smiling.
“You’ll have to visit home more often to get a proper feed, boys,” Molly, their grandmother, said.
Hayden nodded his head, his mouth full.
“Or we could just take Beth with us.” Darcy suggested.
James and Brenda glanced at each other , and Dale, the brothers’ grandfather, laughed.
Beth cleared her throat and said, “Unfortunately, Master Darcy, I still wouldn’t be able to cook you such nice roast because I wasn’t the one who prepared that roast. Although, I sort of did, since the person responsible happened to be sick all of a sudden. But that was only via specific instructions.”
“New chef , then?” Conrad put in. “Finally, we have decent food to eat. Not that yours isn’t that good, Beth. Your baking is the best in the world. I especially love your chocolate brownies.”
“U nderstandable, Master Conrad,” Beth replied, hiding a smile.
“That roast pork was meant for Dale and Molly,” Brenda said.
“Prepared by one of my favorite girls,” Molly added.
“Who unfortunately couldn’t join us,” James muttered, frowning.
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