Cheryl
I made breakfast. Waffles, toasts, eggs, orange juice and fruits- grapes and strawberries. I had intentionally asked for Gavin's phone number to ask him what Mr Han likes.
Deeply I was scared of intimacy the moment I heard I was going to be getting married. Since Mr Han has promised me nothing like that would happen, I didn't expect my fear to be replaced by guilt instead of happiness.
If he is going to feed me and provide for me and not touch me then I have to work to at least earn everything he is going to be spending on me. Not that cooking counts but the extra efforts I used in preparing this die count.
I also plan to clean his room, the house and do his laundry, also wash his car if Chris allows me because he blatantly refused this morning.
“Mr. Han, good morning,” I smi
