Having finished her bath, Tia carefully considered how to wet Mephia’s clothes later.
Subsequently, she looked toward the clothing rack with feigned surprise, revealing a worried expression.
A qualified actress must maintain her professional performance even when no one is watching.
Her brows knitted slightly.
After pondering for a long time, she sighed, a look of profound apology appearing on her face as if she had finally compromised with fate, and called out softly: “Are you there? Lady Mephia?”
The plan begins!
As long as Mephia came in, she would do everything in her power to lure her to the edge of the bath.
Ideally, she would “accidentally” pull Mephia into the bath with her.
If that failed, she would “accidentally” splash water out of the bath, soaking the latter’s dress.
At that point, she believed the magnanimous Lady Mephia would not hold it against her!
Thinking of this, her inner heart grew restless, wishing that in the next second, Mephia would rush into the bathroom and turn into a scene of a beauty emerging from a bath.
However…
Waiting for a small while, Tia did not hear Mephia’s response from outside the bathroom.
“Lady Mephia? Lady Mephia?” “Hello? Is anyone out there?”
After waiting for a while, there was still no response.
The corner of her eye twitched; Tia felt quite indignant in her heart.
She truly hadn’t expected Mephia to leave immediately after escorting her to the bathroom.
According to normal developments, shouldn’t she have escorted her to the bathroom and then waited outside?
That way, when she left the bathroom in her new dress, seeing Mephia immediately might have earned her even more favor due to being moved.
Tsk, what a clueless person!
Mephia was not outside, and there were no maids nearby.
With no other choice, she could only rise from the bathtub, dry herself off, wrap herself in a bath towel, and prepare to return to her chamber to retrieve a new set of clothing.
However, just as she opened the bathroom door and had not taken two steps, she collided with Mephia, who was coming around the corner.
In an instant, a soft, fragrant scent rushed toward her.
Her face felt not only the soft gentleness of silk but also a softness akin to sinking into a body of water.
At the same time, that hint of fragrance, like a teasing kitten, drilled into her heart.
Taking two steps back subconsciously, only then did Tia realize she had bumped into Mephia’s chest.
C-cup. Not too big, not too small, just right for a handful.
Though my hands are very small, I might not be able to hold it.
“I-I’m sorry…”
Perhaps she had bumped her nose; Tia felt a rush of heat surge into her nasal cavity.
“It’s fine. Rather than that, wrap yourself properly in that towel.”
Hmm?
Mephia’s words jolted Tia awake from her daydream.
She looked down at the towel wrapped around her body in a panic, only then discovering that the place covering her chest had been bumped askew, revealing a somewhat deep cleavage.
Her pretty face flushed red, and she hurriedly pulled it upward.
Actually, this level of exposure was not worth mentioning, but the persona of the Earl’s daughter, Tia, was that of an innocent young girl.
Forget about cleavage, revealing her fragrant shoulders was enough to make her blush.
Therefore, Tia lowered her head, acting slightly shyly: “Lady Mephia, you…”
“I asked the maid for you and went to get your new dress.”
Mephia handed a brand-new set of clothing to her.
Tia was stunned.
Upon seeing that the item right at the top of the pile was white underwear, a red rush of blood instantly overwhelmed her previous fake blush.
“Oh, oh… thank you.”
Snatching the clothing from Mephia’s hand, she casually offered her thanks and turned to hide back into the bathroom, with only a trail of fragrant wind lingering in the air.
Mephia’s expression was indifferent, making it impossible to see through her emotions.
However, Elsa, the familiar in her earring, was currently cupping her cheeks with both hands, laughing charmingly:
“Oh my, oh my, looking at her like that, she must have been embarrassed. Perhaps she will even think you, Master, are very thoughtful, causing her love for you in her heart to grow increasingly intense.”
“After all, outwardly, you, Master, are the most perfect dream lover for these young noble ladies. You are beautiful, thoughtful, gentle, and capable…”
“It’s just a pity; if she knew you deliberately didn’t remind her to bring a change of clothes just to seize this opportunity to investigate other parts of the Earl’s manor again, would her heart break?”
As she spoke, Elsa’s laughter turned into a sinister jie-jie-jie cackle.
Her cold Master in front of her seemed to have transformed into a demon, wantonly playing with the emotions of this Earl’s daughter.
However, very quickly, Mephia expressionlessly pinched the empty air with her right hand.
Elsa’s sinister laughter instantly transformed into screams.
…
Inside the bathroom, looking at the underwear on top of the clothing, Tia’s face felt scorching hot. What was with Mephia, being so proactive?
Not only did she ruin her plan, but she also… well, taking it was one thing, but why place her underwear right on top?
Although she was a Witch of Lust, she was currently a maiden; a truly, pure-hearted maiden who had never seen another girl’s underwear until now! Past life movies don’t count.
As a result, her own underwear was seen by someone else now! Damn it, I lost out!
Resisting the inexplicable urge to rush out and tear off Mephia’s clothes, Tia, harboring immense embarrassment, put on the underwear and changed into the new dress.
The style of the dress was very beautiful, and the color was a deep purple.
Wearing it made her look like a stunning violet.
The “bathroom ring recovery plan” failed; then I can only continue with the “beauty trap” seduction.
Opening the bathroom door, a fake blush appearing on her face, Tia took two steps forward and then spun around in place.
The hem of her skirt blossomed like a flower, and it seemed as if a few purple petals had appeared in the air.
After stopping, she lightly tapped her lips with her index finger and asked expectantly: “Is… is it pretty?”
“It is.”
But to her surprise, Mephia turned her head away and answered very perfunctorily, as if she were asking her if she had eaten tonight.
She didn’t even look at her more than a few times.
Her long eyelashes lowered slightly.
The blush on Tia’s pretty face vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable sense of loss, and her entire aura became like a withered petal.
Dressing up?
Pretty or ugly, what does it matter?
No one cares about her at all.
The heart of the Earl’s daughter grew increasingly lonely.
However, in the next second.
Mephia’s voice came again.
“But it doesn’t compare to when you were at the banquet.”
Tia raised her head in surprise.
“I’m not very good at comforting people, but if you care very much about what happened at the banquet… those nobles like you very much; you don’t need to feel ashamed.”
With her back toward her, Mephia replied.
What did that mean?
Did she think she, the Earl’s daughter, was sad after being splashed with alcohol?
Was her smile back then merely a forced smile to bury that incident deep in her heart?
So, did she deliberately say these two sentences to comfort her?
To help her resolve her mental knot?
She actually… cares very much about her?
Blushing, Tia held her hands together in front of her stomach for a long time.
Finally, she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and said gently: “Thank you.”
Her voice was very quiet, but like a goodnight wish before sleep, it revealed a unique intimacy, mixed with a hazy, indistinct love.