Chapter 100

Maxine was staring at her Snapchat and felt uncomfortable. Maxine: "Sister, I have read all the stories you wrote. You were great! Just help me!" Natasha felt Goosebumps. Moreover, Maxine actually said that the story she wrote was very beautiful. Don't she know that the female two in the story were based on her? It's hilarious! Natasha looked at the time and turned off the computer to take a bath. This year's military training at Salt Lake University lasted for 20 days, and she was exhausted, so she usually went to bed early. She came back from a bath, climbed into bed, opened Snapchat with her mobile phone, and saw that Maxine sent her a lot of messages. Maxine: Sister, how about it? Maxine: Or, three thousand? Maxine also spelled it. She hated being rejected by others. However, Natasha didn't want to talk to her at all, so she turned off his cell phone and went to bed. At The Busch family, at eleven o'clock in the evening, Edward was still working. Sam came in. "Mr. Busch, it's time to rest." "When will Natasha come back?" Half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and he hasn't seen Natasha yet. He usually works and rests on time when Natasha was in the villa, but he sleeps later and later every day without her. He felt that when she was in the villa, he felt at home, but it becomes an empty house again when she was away. Sam said: "Their military training is 20 days, and they should come back next Friday." Sam felt that after Natasha went to school, Mr. Busch went back to the villa and felt lonely every day and talked less. Even when his family called and asked him to go back to The Busch family mansion, he refused to go back on weekends. Sam discovered how much influence Natasha had on Edward. Edward said to Sam: "I'll be busy for a while, you can go out." "Your body..." Sam looked at Edward, worried. Edward looked up and took a serious look at Sam. Sam didn't dare to disobey, so he had to go out and close the door gently. It was Sunday, and there were still five days before next Friday. Sam counts the time with his fingers every day and suddenly feels that this time was extremely difficult. When Natasha was in the villa and saw Edward upset, she will just talk to him, and his mood becomes lighter. For Natasha, these 20 days of military training were also a torment. In addition to facing Maxine, who likes to cause trouble, she dreams of hot pot, barbecue, hot and sour powder, and crayfish every day... but she can only endure. On Friday morning, when she got up, Natasha was very excited at the thought of going home. Astrid looked at Natasha. "Natasha, are you going home today?" "Yeah," Natasha said. Although she only has two days to rest, she will not see Maxine and Brian in that two days. She was really happy. Maxine looked at Natasha's happy appearance and didn't understand what Natasha had to be so happy about. Isn't Natasha driven out of The Busch family now? Maxine gave Natasha a weird look and walked out of the door. She was in a bad mood during this period of time. Her popularity on Snapchat was getting better and better day by day, making Maxine feel frustrated. Fortunately, during this time, Astrid's heat also went down, and she was in a better mood when she thought that she could go home today. In the afternoon, Natasha came out of the dormitory with her schoolbag on her back, ready to take the light rail home, but Sam had already come to pick her up. Sam's car was parked there. She walked over, opened the door, and sat in the car. "Mr. Miller, why did you pick me up? I have no luggage and can go home by myself." Natasha has always been quite independent. The last time she asked Sam to send her luggage was when it was very inconvenient for her to take it home. But now, she doesn't have much to take home, and Sam came to pick her up, which flattered her. Sam attitude was extremely kind. Seeing Natasha was the same as seeing the rescuer. "It was your husband who asked me to pick you up." When Edward got up this morning and thought of Natasha coming back, he was a little excited. "Edward? How was his health?" Natasha asked. The thought of seeing him was more exciting than the thought of eating. Sam was silent for a moment and did not answer her questions. Natasha saw the clue. "Is he in poor health?" Sam said: "He stayed up late to work every night, got up early in the morning, and didn't have much rest." "Then you can arrange less work for him." Natasha felt a little distressed at the thought of Edward working so hard. Sam looked at Natasha through the rear mirror and said, "That also requires Mr. Busch to listen to me." That is, in front of Natasha, Edward was so easy to talk to. After more than an hour, the car stopped at the gate. Natasha got of the car with her schoolbag and entered the living room accompanied by Sam. Aunt Sylvia saw her coming back and enthusiastically said, " Natasha is back! I haven't seen you for a long time." Every time she comes back, she felt like she's at home. Everyone was very enthusiastic about her, which makes Natasha feel warm. Natasha said: "Auntie, you are here!" Aunt Sylvia came to The Busch family to cook for them. She knew that Natasha was coming back today, and her dinner was well prepared. She smiled, and she liked Natasha, unlike Maxine... Maxine has been to The Busch family several times before. Although it was polite to meet the Busch family, they all ignore these servants directly. Even Edward and Jake treat the older servants at home with special respect. After greeting her, Natasha and Sam went upstairs, but Edward had guests, and the guests haven't left yet. Natasha had to wait at the door with Sam. Before long, the person who spoke to Edward came out. Sam saw each other, bowed politely, and then sent each other out. Natasha went through the door to find Edward. Edward was sitting at the table. His hands are fiddling with tea sets. His facial features are delicate, and his expression was calm, which looks like an elegant classical painting. Natasha said: "Edward, I am back." Edward raised his head, looked at Natasha, raised his eyebrows, and the original pure black eyes seemed to inject light and lit up. He looked at Natasha and didn't let her notice his inner surprise. He just calmly said, "Sit down." Natasha put down his schoolbag, sat down in the chair in front of him, looked at Edward, and did not speak for a while. Only to find that Edward has been staring at her face, and she was a little shy. She can't help but touch her face. "Am I tanned?"