Chapter 6 Because He Loves You

"Soros is allergic to peanuts, so nothing peanut-related can be in this house." "He likes spicy food, but I know you can't have it. But you'll have to get over that to keep him happy, and I'll tell the nanny to make you something light so it doesn't make you overly uncomfortable." "He doesn't like to read, but he likes to exercise. He has a bad heart. He only knows how to swim, but not for very long. I'll arrange for a swimming instructor to teach you in the meantime." "He likes alcohol and always drinks a lot. You need to keep an eye on him." Anna said a lot. Elizabeth Taylor picked up a pen and took notes after Anna. In just two hours, she had filled several sheets of paper. She began to complain. "I'm here to be his wife, not to babysit him. I don't want to remember all of these." Anna stared at her, and the aura around her sent shivers down Elizabeth's spine. Inexplicably, she was a little afraid of Anna. But it was clear that Elizabeth was the winner . Why did Elizabeth feel like she was the one being manipulated? "I'll keep these notes in mind, okay?" But once Elizabeth thought about her future as Soros's wife, even if she was reluctant, Elizabeth had no choice but to endure. Anna continued to check on Soros' daily affairs. She also took Elizabeth Taylor to the kitchen to teach her how to make soup. "He is not in good health, so he needs soup for nourishment. I'll give you several recipes for his favorite broths. Once you're done, we'll call it a day." Elizabeth frowned, "And if not?" "Then do it until you're done." Her words were like an order. Elizabeth had no room to refuse. The hens were stuffed with ingredients, soaked in water, simmered on low for two hours, and then various seasonings were added. Elizabeth accidentally burned her hand while serving the soup. She kept her anger in check, but eventually lost control. "I haven't cooked since I was a kid ...... Why do I have to make him soup all the time?" In a fit of anger, she threw the spoon to the floor and stopped. Anna looked at her calmly. "So, what you're saying is that you want to be pestered by your ex-husband again?" Elizabeth's face became somber and she changed the subject. "Anna, don't threaten me, I'm a person who hates being threatened." Elizabeth narrowed her eyes and added, "Do you have any dirty little secrets? In the last few days, I can see that there are no other men around you. You're just still in love with Soros, so you'd do anything for him. If you love him, why did you send him to me?" "Because he loves you." Anna replied. Elizabeth froze for a moment. Then she immediately cursed, "You are a pervert, using me as a tool to make Soros happy!" "Marry him, isn't that what you want?" "I want to be Soros' wife, to live a carefree life for the sake of doing nothing, for the sake of his wealth, not to be his slave or maid, as you have arranged. Fuck you, I don't want that. I'd rather be haunted by my ex-husband. At least I'm free!" With that, Elizabeth grabbed her things and left. If she had to be controlled by Anna like a puppet for the rest of her life. She might as well find another stupid man. Anna looked at Elizabeth's back and took a deep breath. Then she turned on her computer. She typed notes on the computer word by word.