Mr.beta, you are mine

Chapter 4

After six o'clock, it was almost time to prepare breakfast. Mike went to his room to change his clothes and then went to his mother and Eira's room. The Walker had a suite of rooms reserved for the worker. Ten years ago, Mike's family was assigned the biggest room there, though it was a bit cramped for four people. Five years ago, Mike's father died. The room was a bit more empty. But more than a year ago, Harry asked Mike to stay in a separate room so he could "visit" Mike. Mike knew full well what Harry was going to do that night. Mike didn't hate it anyway.

Mike went to his mother's room, Mrs. Butler was preparing to go to the kitchen to cook breakfast when she saw Mike. Her eyes fell. Mike understood what his mother was thinking, he glanced at Eira, getting ready and rearranging his sister's books. Eira is two years younger than Mike, and attends the same school as Mike. She looks much smaller than her friends.

Mike remembers that when Eira was two years old, he had a sore throat. At that time, the family was poor, so they didn't pay much attention to it. After resting for a few days, she was cured. Who would have thought that, later on, Eira's health became worse, or she had trouble breathing and even fainted for many days. When the family went to the doctor, it was discovered that she had rheumatic fever due to strep throat or something. Mike's immature memory could only remember that. The family at that time was extremely difficult, and now even more burdened with heart disease.

Mike's parents decided to go to the city to find a job. Fortunately, they were accepted into Butler's house. The salary they sent home was enough to support two brothers and take care of some medicine. Later, the two brothers also followed her up to help. At that time, Mike was only six years old, he was a child, so he could just do little things. The Butlers had no idea, Mike was still paid, and basic life was fine.

But Mike's father, Mr. Butler died five years ago, everything fell on Mike's mother's shoulders, with a salary increase, Eira's illness was also much more difficult. More than a year ago, Harry started giving money to Mike. Sometimes, the Butler family's doctor even examined Eira, and Eira's health was better. Looks small and weak, but Mike's little sister is strong and obedient.

Eira leaned on her chin, waiting for Mike to put the books in. Eira suddenly pointed at Mike's neck and shouted:

- You get bitten by a mosquito again. It's too big. The master's room is so big, but there are still mosquitoes. I didn't get bitten by any mosquitoes last night.

Eira playfully pointed to the kiss mark on Mike's neck. Mike shyly covered his collar and cupped her head:

- Don't make fun of me. I got hit on the bed yesterday. You go to the kitchen first. Mother and I will come down later.

Eira rubbed the spot where she had just been hit and ran to the kitchen, leaving only the two of them in the room. Mike timidly handed the envelope to his mother, did not dare to raise his face, and whispered:

- This morning, Harry, no, the young master gave me, he told me to to buy medicine for Eira.

Mrs. Butler took it with a sigh, counted and counted for a while, her face was a little happy and miserable. This money is enough to pay for Eira's medicine for a month, and even buy a few new clothes for the two brothers. It's just... this money is from her son selling his body. Thinking about it brings tears to her eyes. If she had studied a little and found a better-paying job Mike wouldn't have had to do these things. He's still a child, still doesn't understand the whole story in the adult world.

She knew that Mike liked the young master. She had told Mike to keep it a secret and not tell anyone, had told Mike in detail that her family had no door to enter Butler's house, and did not have false hopes. Mike is a good boy, he understands so many things. But the young master paid attention to her child, and Mr. Walker also tolerates that action. They did not support or be harsh towards her family. But she knew that this did not work, it only brought more suffering to her family. Just looking at their family background and position is enough to understand.

Seeing Mrs. Butler was about to cry, Mike quickly said:

- Mom, don't think too much. I'm fine, Master Harry is very good to me.

Mike is very smart. Mike understands everything his mother says, Mike understands his mother's heart. But standing in front of the person he likes, who still treats him very well, cares for his family like that, a young child can't help but love. Being with him is very happy, very comfortable. He has promised to be with Mike for the rest of his life, as long as Mike is his, and listen to him. Mike is very happy. These things Mike can do because Mike likes him very much.

She sobbed, swallowing back the tears that had not yet flowed. Keeping the money carefully under the mattress, she took out a tube of concealer and pulled down Mike's shirt and applied it to the kiss mark. While applying, she tries to hold back tears. Her son sold his body, but his mother had to sit and hide these shady traces. She hurts so much. Mike doesn't know his mother's thoughts, sits and lets his mother apply for medicine. Mike likes these times very much, being cared for by his mother just like when he was a kid. She advised:

- You have to be more careful. Outsiders looking at them will talk badly.

- Yes, mother. I will be careful.

Remembering the first time Mike got a kiss mark. A long one on his neck, Harry made Mike leave it alone, he said it was to prove Mike was his. At first, Mike listened to him and liked it. Later, the others started whispering, saying that Mike was just a little but learned to climb into other people's beds, moldy chopsticks and lipsticks... When Harry found out, he was very angry. At that time, anyone who spoke badly about Mike was fired or deducted a salary. No one dared to cough anymore. Harry also knew better, the kiss marks gradually moved to places no one could see, and sometimes he couldn't help but leave a few marks on his neck. At that time Mike's mother applied cream to cover Mike.

Apply cream until the skin color on Mike's neck is almost uniform, she rubs his son's head and then drags Mike to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. As they neared the kitchen, seeing Harry leaning against the wall, Mrs. Butler bowed slightly.

- Good morning, Master Harry.

- Good morning, Mrs. Butler.

Mrs. Butler quickly went into the kitchen, leaving Mike there. Harry pulled Mike into his arms and kissed Mike.

- Recharge in the morning.

Mike pinched his hip, pointing at his lips.

- You kissed me this morning. Look, it's still swollen.

- No, you were still sleepy at that time.

Then he continued to kiss and kiss all over Mike's face. After a while, he also let go of Mike, gently massaged Mike's ch*st and ran upstairs. Harry was excited about starting a new day, and Mike was in a dreamy mood to prepare breakfast, not knowing how much today's lesson could start. Such a sweet and sweet start a new day.