Prepare a Bath for Him?!

"Go back? I have to move into the Lee family?" Skyler was surprised.

"No, Miss Skyler's current identity is not suitable for moving into the Lee family. Master Lee is outside, and there is a private apartment. I will take Miss Skyler there. Please cooperate, and don't forget, you have already received Master Lee's money."

In other words, the Lee family had not recognized Skyler.

She wasn’t qualified to live in their mansion.

More importantly, she had to obey and cooperate with Logan's every move.

After all, she was just a wife he bought.

Even though she didn’t want to live with that man, Skyler knew she had no right to refuse.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go upstairs and get some clothes."

Skyler returned to the ward, grabbed a plastic bag she brought from the Jones family, and packed a few more clothes and daily necessities before heading downstairs to meet Uncle Moore.

When Uncle Moore saw the black plastic bag in her hand, he looked slightly surprised, but he didn’t say anything.

The two of them got into a luxury car.

The Jones family was wealthy, and Skyler’s biological father’s family, the White family, was even richer.

But this was the most times she had ridden in a luxury car in a single day in over a year.

At the Jones family, her aunt never let Skyler ride in their luxury cars. Only her cousin Isabella was allowed to.

As for the White family... that hadn’t been her home for a long time.

Soon, the car pulled into the city’s prime real estate—a top-tier luxury apartment building.

Uncle Moore took Skyler straight to the top floor in the elevator.

With three elevators serving just one household, the luxurious setup was overwhelming. When the doors opened, Skyler was stunned.

This two-story duplex apartment was even more spacious and bright than she had imagined.

"Miss Skyler, this will be your residence from now on. There are dedicated housekeeping staff for the apartment, but they only come when Master Lee is at work. Other than that, everything will be up to you. As Master Lee’s Madam, I hope you will take care of his daily needs."

"I have to take care of him?" Skyler blinked in surprise.

She thought someone like Logan would have professional servants to take care of him. He didn’t seem like the type to need her for anything.

"Master Lee doesn’t like outsiders in his private space. It’s just you and Master Lee living here. If you don’t do it, who will? Miss Skyler, don't forget, you must follow the rules once you've taken the money. A qualified Mrs. Lee doesn’t need me to remind her what she should do, right?" Uncle Moore said calmly.

His words hit Skyler hard, even though his face showed no emotion.

"I understand. I will take care of Master Lee," Skyler said weakly, no longer arguing.

She was so foolish to almost forget that she wasn’t the owner here but had "sold herself" to the other party.

Uncle Moore nodded. "By the way, you can use the rooms on the first floor however you like. The first room on the left is your bedroom. But remember... the second floor is Master Lee’s private space. No one can step foot there without his permission. Miss Skyler, please don’t break the rules."

With that, Uncle Moore finished his instructions and left.

Before leaving, he told Skyler that Logan usually came home around 7:30 in the evening, and she should have dinner ready before then.

Skyler put away her things and saw that it was already 6 o’clock.

She didn’t have time to rest and started preparing dinner.

The kitchen utensils were all brand new, and there wasn’t much in the fridge.

Skyler had no choice but to use her own money to buy ingredients from the supermarket downstairs.

Soon, she had cooked three dishes and a soup.

She set the table and waited for Logan to come back.

But by 8 o’clock, there was still no sign of him.

Skyler didn’t have Logan’s contact information and didn’t know if he was even coming home for dinner.

She had to keep reheating the food.

The food went from hot to cold, then hot again…

By 11 o’clock at night, Skyler was so tired that she fell asleep at the table.

Logan still hadn’t come back.

At 11:45, there was finally some movement outside the door.

Logan pushed the door open and saw a petite figure sleeping at the table.

His eyebrows furrowed.

He almost forgot that he had told Uncle Moore to bring this woman here.

"Um... who is this?"

Suddenly, Skyler, who was sleeping, heard the noise and opened her sleepy eyes.

Her soft, drowsy voice reached the man’s ears.

Logan’s thick eyebrows tightened, and his dark eyes grew dim.

Skyler finally woke up completely and saw the tall figure standing at the door.

"Mr. Lee, you're back..." She immediately jumped up from the chair and straightened her messy hair.

Earlier, while waiting for Logan, she had already taken a shower and changed into a simple white home dress that had been washed so many times it had faded.

Her black hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and her porcelain face carried the delicate charm of someone who had just woken up.

The swelling on her face had already gone down after applying ice.

Now, standing in front of Logan, she looked a little awkward, but there was something about her that made people want to bully her.

That feeling reminded Logan of something, and a strange emotion flashed through his dark eyes.

"Um... I made dinner. Please wait a moment—"

Before Skyler could finish speaking, she suddenly felt her chin being grabbed tightly.

The man who had been standing a few steps away was now right in front of her.

His strong hand gripped her chin, pressing her back against the dining table.

Skyler: !!!

"Mr. Lee, what... what are you doing?!"

She instinctively looked at him, her big eyes filled with surprise and nervousness.

As she leaned against the dining table, a sharp pain spread through her lower back.

She had no idea what she had done wrong.

"Skyler White!" Logan suddenly called her name.

He pinched her face, lowering his head to stare at her. His voice was low and dangerous.

His long fingers forcefully hooked onto her cheek, his slightly calloused fingertips rubbing against her soft skin.

His gaze was deep, like the ocean, as if he could swallow her whole.

At such a close distance, Skyler couldn’t help but feel the heat of his stare.