Chapter: 823
"Phillip, I know you're still here. Come upstairs and bring me a glass of water," she called out, her tone commanding yet casual.
Without bothering to wait for a response, she ended the call and tossed her phone onto the nearby surface.
In a matter of moments, Phillip appeared in Susanna's room with a glass of water in hand.
“Hey, come over here, Phillip. Can you give me a leg massage? They're feeling numb.” she requested, reclining on the bed and lifting a leg, anticipating his assistance.
Phillip shut the door quietly upon entering and set the glass down on the nearby bedside table. His eyes caught sight of faint red marks on her knees, evidence of prolonged pressure.
"Why are you still awake?" he inquired softly.
She was clad in shorts, revealing a generous expanse of skin, as his large hands tenderly massaged her smooth leg, aiming to relieve any tension in her muscles.
Phillip kept his gaze respectfully lowered, embodying the role of a diligent servant and avoiding any wandering glances.
"Did you catch that sweet moment in the living area? It was so captivating; I couldn't tear myself away, swept up in the romantic atmosphere," she shared with excitement.
His hands, though still massaging, briefly tensed, and a tone of resignation colored his voice as he spoke up.
"It's important to refrain from such voyeuristic behaviors going forward. If I were to report this to Mr. Scott, do you understand the potential consequences?"
Susanna shifted her position, holding the back of her head, and teasingly nudged her other leg that wasn't receiving Phillip's attention.
“I stayed quiet and unnoticed. I only observed when the opportunity presented itself." Susanna defended herself.
With each word, her confidence grew stronger.
Susanna pondered to herself, feeling that she stumbled upon Sean and Norah being intimate wasn't a big deal.
Adjusting her leg, she muttered, "Squeeze a bit lower and harder."
They'd been childhood companions, Phillip always by her side when she felt under the weather. So she found nothing amiss in this.
After squeezing for a while, Phillip stop, gazing at the girl lying on the bed with a contented expression. Pausing for a moment, he finally said, "You've come of age now. You can't let men have such liberties with your body in the future."
She had on a delicate, sheer nightgown, barely covering her, leaving her shoulders and thighs exposed. He dared not to fix his eyes on her.
Susanna, still reclining, shot him a sideways glance. "Phillip, I may be innocent, but I'm not blind. Did you think I wouldn't know?"
She added in her heart, "It's only because it's you."
Her demeanor was a mix of defiance and allure, leaving Phillip at a loss. “Hey, when you're out there, watch what you say and do.”
His fear of something bad happening to her was evident. Last night's news suggesting Susanna might be hurt made his heart skip a beat; the thought was unbearable.
He could only offer reminders when he was with her, hoping she'd take them seriously.