Chapter 334: Mary Sue Takes the Initiative to Kiss, Getting Face-Sat Is Out of the Question (3)
She walked in and turned on the light.
Tia carried a tray with a bowl of light meat porridge on it.
Lilith looked up at her most loyal maid, eyes full of grievance.
Tia sat by the bed, set the tray on the cabinet, and held the porridge bowl in front of her.
"Miss, have a little. It's late, you shouldn't eat anything heavy. I made this porridge especially for you."
Lilith lowered her eyes and stared at it.
Tia scooped up a spoonful and brought it to her lips.
But Lilith didn't eat, only murmured with a pitiful tone:
"I don't have an appetite."
Even at the dinner table she had to be bullied by her mother—how could she possibly want to eat?
Now, in the warmth of her most loyal maid, all the bottled-up grievances poured out.
She did it on purpose!
Tia's voice, though cold, carried a gentle care.
"No matter what happens, Miss, don't take it out on your body."
"I'm still here for you. Let's eat something first, alright?"
"I know you're upset about how Madam handled things."
"But she's still your elder. You can't go too far."
"But no matter when, even as a maid of the Guen family, I'll always support you!"
"Only you."
Lilith looked at Tia with teary eyes, overwhelmed with emotion.
She hadn't expected that even when her mother was bullying her, only Tia remained by her side.
Thinking back now to how she used to flirt around, she actually felt guilty.
Lilith called out to her emotionally, "Tia," and couldn't help but bury herself into her embrace.
She was so moved she was nearly crying~!
Tia quickly moved the bowl aside.
Her voice sounded a bit helpless, yet faintly emotional, comforting Lilith.
But her eyes were full of mockery.
Can't you tell I'm fueling the fire?
So naive.
Lilith, nestled in Tia's arms, smelled the faint scent on her—intoxicating.
It was a cold yet alluring fragrance, mature and warm, making one want to lean in and surrender.
Seductive and lingering.
Lilith felt a little dazed.
She instinctively buried herself deeper, greedily inhaling that tempting aroma.
The soft and generous embrace made it easy to let go and fully relax.
Only then did Lilith realize how attractive her maid actually was?
She smelled so good.
And she was gorgeous too.
God, how much had she missed before?
She always knew Tia was excellent, but she used to prefer the wild flowers outside to her own icy beauty.
Now she saw—the best view had always been right by her side!
"Tia, what perfume is that? You smell amazing."
Completely unaware it was all thanks to her own fiancé.
Like those husbands in shows who suddenly discover their conservative wives are incredibly hot.
Stylish, radiant, full of never-before-seen allure.
Like a second spring in bloom.
Where Lilith couldn't see, Tia's eyes brimmed with sharper mockery.
When I was loyal, you didn't see me. Now that you've lost me, you finally realize what you had?
Lilith had no clue what was going on in her maid's mind. She was just feeling remorseful.
She'd ignored the most beautiful girl right beside her?
This was her most loyal maid!
She could've made a move ages ago!
But hey, better late than never.
Lilith reached out, trying to wrap her arms around Tia's waist.
Who cared about food now?
She wanted to eat *her*.
But before she could act, Tia gently but firmly pulled her away.
"Miss, you haven't eaten your porridge."
"Fine, fine, I'll eat."
Lilith grinned, taking the bowl from Tia and even sneaking a stroke of her hand.
Smooth, delicate fingers. Amazing to touch.
Her heart fluttered, and her smile turned a bit lewd.
While she looked down sipping her porridge, she completely missed the disdain in Tia's eyes.
When the porridge was finally gone, Lilith reached for Tia's hand, ready to pour out her heart.
But Tia held her firmly instead.
"Miss, maybe what Madam did wasn't right, but it should be a wake-up call for you."
Huh?
Lilith was confused.
The topic shift was too fast. She couldn't follow.
Tia didn't feel she was being abrupt at all.
"Think about it, Miss. If your charm was strong enough, no matter what Madam did, Young Master Shia would always be on your side, right?"
Lilith nodded—that part she understood.
Her mind finally caught up to her current situation.
"When that time comes, Madam will see you've grown. That you can protect what's yours. She'll respect you more, don't you think?"
Lilith's eyes lit up.
Not only that—if she could beat her mother in charm...
Just imagining it got her excited.
"So your top priority, Miss, is to improve yourself."
"It's time to prove you're more attractive than Madam."
Tia patted her on the shoulder.
Lilith, lost in fantasies of defeating her mother, was beyond excited.
But then—the image of Sophia stepping on her face popped up.
A beautiful dream clashing with cruel reality.
The contrast made her imagined victory feel even more like a fantasy.
Yes, right now, she had to take her mother down and get her dog back.
Tia was loyal to her anyway—she could always have her later.
Tia glanced at Lilith, then turned to leave with the tray, hiding her triumph.
The curve of her smile was wickedly beautiful—poisonous and seductive.
Lilith's eyes were unconsciously drawn to her, fixated on Tia's back.
A slim waist like silk, long luscious legs, an exaggerated S-curve swaying with each step.
It was almost magical, impossible to look away.
Lilith stared, eyes burning.
Kinda thirsty. Wanted to pounce.
Tia stepped out, turned back slightly, her profile cold and striking.
She saw Lilith still dazed, staring at her.
The corner of her lips rose even more.
As the door slowly closed, and Tia's figure disappeared, Lilith finally snapped back to reality.
She lingered on the feeling of hugging her just moments ago.
Soft, warm, even the bounce felt gentle.
Lilith's smile grew sly.
But she quickly shook off those thoughts.
Time to level up her charm!
And what did that icy maid do soon after?
Naturally, she went wagging her tail to beg her master for a reward.
Those white stocking-clad legs knelt on the ground, her knees a bit dirty.
But she still wagged her tail, the black collar around her neck striking and obvious.
It gave her a tamed beauty.
Now, there was no trace of coldness on Tia's face, only a sweet, flattering smile.
Like a little puppy, rubbing up to her master.