Falling For Her In The Summer Hills
Chapter 1
I had been spoiled rotten since I was a child.
This time, because it was my traditional painting teacher’s birthday, I decided to go to the countryside to sketch from life.
But I never expected that one sketching trip would end up sending me away...
Lena had fair, delicate skin, and there were almost no visible pores on her face, giving her a gentle and virtuous air.
The first time I saw the place, I was pleasantly surprised by the scenery.
But I did not expect my foot to slip, and my whole body fell into a muddy ditch.
I thought Lena would at least pull me up, but instead, she turned and walked away.
“Hey, you could at least help me up!”
Lena lifted my suitcase with one hand and said steadily, “The ditch isn’t deep, so just stand up and step out.”
I could only struggle to get up by myself, and after I climbed onto the bank, all I could see was Lena’s back.
I stomped my foot in anger and followed her.
“You’ll be living with me for the next few days.”
“Who wants to live with you?”
I looked at Lena’s face and muttered under my breath.
Lena’s face had sharp, defined features, and she looked rather heroic.
She was half a head taller than most girls, nearly five foot eleven, with a well-proportioned figure.
She was fair and delicate, and she did not look like someone from a mountain village at all.
She looked at me and said coldly, “Since Mr. Miller entrusted you to me, I won’t leave you alone.”
“And you’d better behave.”
The Mr. Miller she mentioned was our family’s butler, and I had asked him to help contact someone for this sketching trip.
Mr. Miller had handled everything for me.
But I did not understand, because even if the scenery was beautiful for sketching, the people should at least be warm and easy to get along with!
Lena did not look like someone easy to mess with, and if I annoyed her one day, I would definitely be the one at a disadvantage with no familiar people around me.
I fumbled through my bag and took out my phone, wanting to call Mr. Miller and ask him to come pick me up.
The moment I took out my phone, it was snatched away.
I reached out my hand and said irritably, “Give it back. I’m not staying in this awful place. I want to go home.”
“Don’t even think about it. That’s impossible.”
“Since I took your money, helping you is what I should do.”
“You...”
“Then I don’t need you to refund the money. I just want to go home now.”
“No.”
“Why?” I asked in confusion.
“I’m a person who keeps my word. I usually do what I say, and I never go back on it.”
“Or is Miss Ivy scared and too afraid to stay with me?”
Lena smiled so gently and charmingly on the surface, but the words she said were truly sharp-tongued.
Her provocation worked very well, and by the time I came back to my senses, I was already walking after her.
I still kept talking nonstop on the road:
“Where are we going?”
She fell silent and stopped speaking, so I could only walk obediently behind her.