You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 441: Beautiful Girls

“Charles David?” Lira couldn’t help but repeat the newcomer’s name.

She was astonished to see the young famous celebrity in the sports field.

Who would have thought that he was an owner of a resort on this island when people knew that he

grew up abroad?

“Nice to meet you,” Charles shook Lira’s hand who was still stunned seeing a celebrity then he winked

at Lira cutely.

Eric was quite cool as he had the blankest expression among all the people there.

He wasn’t affected by Charles’ presence while Rosy’s eyes sparkled seeing her new friend.

She just bumped into him in a mall abroad and they had a little chit-chat about Capital Z and this guy

made his way of inviting her knowing she was going to the city.

Of course, she found him friendly and had a very good rapport so she could not say no.

Not to mention, he was a cutie.

How could she resist his appealing good looks?

With her thoughts, Rosy could not help but spread wider her smile.

She was excited to the part of knowing him well on this vacation and of course to hear and see the

reactions of her friends toward her new friend.

“It was nice to meet you. Eric Grant.” Eric stood and formally introduced his name.

"Oh, please sit down. Mr. Grant! Who on earth would not know you?” Charles said jokingly shaking

Eric’s hand. His expression was shocked and excited for having the famous Eric Grant.

Eric was just so calm while the others laughed at Charles’ joke.

It was true that Eric’s name and face were always in business magazines internationally.

If Charles is a celebrity in the sports field, Eric is also a celebrity in the business field.

They were considered famous in their respective field but Eric had proven his success and wealth all

throughout.

“Please take your seat guys…. And thank you very much for coming.” Charles sounded while he strode

to Rosy and kissed her cheek like they were already very close.

Eric and Lira didn’t miss it.

Eric just smirked while Lira smiled giggling.

“Mr. Harry? Kindly served the dinner now, please.” Charles started to be a busy host.

He didn’t expect to have the big-name Eric Grant tonight.

Rosy just informed him that she was coming with her friends but she didn’t mention Eric Grant.

“Right away, sir.” Mr. Harry bowed slightly before he hurriedly went to the kitchen.

“Everyone, the son of the owner is here. Be very careful this evening or I have to say pardon in

advance because I cannot help you if our boss will fire you. So please, do your best and avoid

mistakes tonight. I don’t want to see you all go. You know we are already family here.” Mr. Harry tried

his best to encourage everyone to do their best as he was already briefed by the madame of the resort

that he should not be so soft-hearted or he would be the one to lose his job.

The madame was strict and she didn’t like a lousy servant and the first on the line was none other than

Helen.

If Mr. Charles would complain anything about Helen tonight to his mother, Mr. Harry could not do

anything but fire her.

It was the madame’s strict order and Helen was just very close to it.

“We are going to do our best.” Everyone answered enthusiastically to Mr. Harry except Helen who

seemed to answer uneasily.

Without any delays, some servants started to serve the set of delicious dishes.

Helen got Danielle’s task and started to wash the dishes that their chef had used.

Mr. Harry frowned curiously but he had no time to bother.

Everyone was busy and Helen was also working so it didn’t matter until Charles unexpectedly went

inside the kitchen.

Everyone stopped and quickly bowed to him.

His expression was so excited but uneasy.

He seemed to want something in their kitchen.

“Mr. Charles, do you want anything? Please tell me so we can serve it to you.” Mr. Harry quickly

sounded.

“Hmmm… not you.” He went to Beth first then he sounded. “Hmmm…not you,” Then to Olive then he

sounded again.

Everyone frowned at his acting like he was finding someone in the kitchen.

His eyes were looking at the girls one by one but he could not find what he was looking for.

“Mr. Harry, we have a servant here… what is her name again? He….” Charles sounded unsure of the

name and he could not continue the name still trying to remember it.

Mr. Harry waited for him to continue though he knew what he was looking for.

The old man felt something bad about Charles wanted so he remained silent and let him think.

He hoped that Charles would just surrender and go out for his guest.

“He….” Charles snapped his fingers still trying to recall the servant’s name. “The newest servant here.

What’s her name?” Charles turned to Beth to ask like he was already pissed by his memory.

“Helen, sir.” The innocent Beth answered.

“That’s it!” Charles snapped his fingers again and sounded so excited. “Where is she?” Then he quickly

asked.

When they heard their boss ask, everyone, cleared the way in Helen’s direction.

Helen stood with a low head still holding the sponge and the big pan.

Her back was facing Charles and she didn’t turn around to face him.

Hearing her name, she couldn’t move.

Her heart was racing so fast and all she wanted was to run.

Run away from the place and didn’t want to come back anymore.

“You, hey! I’m talking to you.” Charles turned impatient when Helen didn’t face him.

Helen had no choice so she slowly put down the sponge and the pan, tidy up herself, and turn around

to face the boss of the resort.

“What the?!!” Suddenly Charles uttered in shock. “What happened? You are pregnant?” He added in a

surprised tone.

He just saw Helen twice.

First was his first time going to this resort with his family it was the day that she was hired. He had to

make so many sweet talks to his mom to hire her.

Of course, who didn’t want a beautiful servant?

Admittedly, Helen’s beauty made him fantasize about her even though he had met and been

surrounded by beautiful people every day.

The second meeting with her was today.

One of the reasons he went back to their resort was to see his beautiful servant.

Since she was an island girl, Charles knew he could get her without any effort at all.

The simple and naïve girl on the island needed nothing just sweet talks and his natural charisma.

“Yes, sir. I am.” Helen answered him directly.

She never liked Charles.

She remembered him staring all day when she first met him.

With her work before, she could easily decipher men and Charles belonged to the womanizer playboy

group.

“What? Why?” Charles could not control his shock as he frowned deeply.

There was disappointment in his eyes.

Of course, he was too late.

With such beauty, it was just such a waste that an island man just made her pregnant.

What could he expect from an island girl?

No class… no taste… What made him greatly disappointed was that he had not touched her before

she got pregnant.

He should be her first before he disposed of her and be pregnant with another man.

He would not care.

For him, Helen was a total waste!

“Hmmm…okay.” Realizing that he reacted too much for a servant and in front of the many, Charles got

back his composure. “You!” Charles pointed to Beth. “Come with me,” Charles added then without

saying another word, he left and Beth quickly followed shaking her head.

Helen heaved a sigh of relief.

She was saved by her baby.

She heaved another heavy sigh as she stroked her belly gently and continued her work.

At the dining table, Rosy’s smile never left her face.

“So, Eric… what can you say to my good friend, huh?” Rosy asked excitedly almost whispering.

“Hmmm…” Eric drank the wine in his glass before he answered. “He is not a match for you, Rosy.

Enjoy this vacation but after forget about him.” Eric replied seriously.

“Oh! That hurts! Are you really my friend?” Rosy refuted very disappointed with Eric’s direct response.

“Where’s Arabella? I need Arabella. Not, you!” Rosy couldn’t believe that Eric could easily judge

Charles for her.

“Since when I am not right, Rosy? Trust me. He is not your match so end everything you felt about this

young man because he likes women a lot.” Eric ended his speech with a mocking smirk and then went

back to his drinking and working on his phone.

He didn’t want to continue the topic and opposing wasn’t accepted as his expression became stern.

Rosy looked at Lira helplessly.

Lira just shook her head like she could not help her and she slightly agreed with Eric.

Rosy sat and drank with a disappointed expression for she knew, Eric was expert in judging people.

He couldn’t be mistaken.

“Sorry, Let’s eat now.” Charles came in with a servant beside him. “Beth, this is Mr. Eric Grant, please

serve him the best you can, okay?” Charles sounded beside Eric.

It was obvious that Charles was treating Eric the most VIP by giving him his own servant.

The servant was a young girl like she was just in her 20s.

With this, they could not help giving another meaning to Charles’ intention.

He seemed to give the girl to Eric not just as a servant but to accompany Eric the whole night.

“Oh, no need. Mr. Charles. I’m good at serving myself.” Eric quickly refused. His voice was nice but

carried a strong seriousness.

“Oh...but I insist, Mr. Grant. If I only knew that you are coming, I should have brought beautiful girls

from the city.” Charles insisted still mesmerizing his VIP guest.

No one could easily get close to this famous billionaire so might as well use the chance to get close to

him now since he is in his resort and the easiest way boys have the same thing in common is …. Girls.

They are all interested in beautiful girls.

Eric quickly stood up and his expression was displeased.

Everyone was stunned.

Rosy quickly came to Eric. “Eric…” She sounded to control his temper as she knew Eric could be so

arrogant to the person he didn't like and obviously. he didn't like Charles.

Eric looked at Rosy and smirked. “I have to excuse myself for tonight. I think I drank a lot. Enjoy the

rest of the night.” He sounded with a controlled temper and without waiting for their response, Eric left

them.

He left not to put his friend, Rosy in an awkward position.

Rosy released a smile to break the tension and awkwardness in the air.

Charles shook his head like he was still thinking about why Eric resisted his offer.

He was still thinking if Eric didn’t like the island girl or if he felt insulted that he introduced him to an

island girl.

Oh! how stupid he is to think that an Eric Grant would appreciate an island girl!

He is Eric Grant and he had high standards.

If he was surrounded by beauties every day, surely Eric was surrounded by goddesses.

With his thoughts, Charles shook his head annoyed with his impulsive action.

After taking his shower, Eric went to the beach.

He needed some fresh air to calm himself.

He didn’t like the arrogant Charles and he hated his decision to come to the island.

Somehow, he was thankful that he was able to check on Rosy’s guy.

He would never let Charles hurt Rosy nor gave him the chance to hurt her.

Eric knew that Rosy was still hurting from what happened to her family so, at this time, she was

desperate to find comfort in someone.

Anyone could take advantage of her now but Eric swore no one could do that to her. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Eric heaved a deep sigh and got his cigarette.

He smoked so much these days to release his tensions.

Eric’s back leaned on a palm tree while he smoked and his eyes were looking far away.

The area was dark but the warm lights coming from the resort, made him see the dark horizon.

There were still fishermen out there with their boats.

Eric continued smoking trying to calm his mind as he could not wait to get out of the place earliest thing

in the morning.

Aside from his original plan, he could not be with this Charles.

It was just a waste of his time.

“Ms., your handkerchief!” Suddenly, Eric’s thoughts were interrupted when someone passed him and

something fell to the ground without her knowing.

She seemed to walk in a hurry like she was already running.

The woman stopped a meter away upon hearing him.

“Ms., I believe this one is yours.” Eric threw his cigarette and got the handkerchief on the ground. It was

quickly covered with sand so he spread it in the air to clean it up then strode closer to the girl.

The woman was unmoved and didn’t take an effort to turn around and face him.

“Ms.?” Eric called her again with a deep frown. It was not his first time calling someone today and he

didn’t get a response.

He felt awkward.

“It’s not mine!” Finally, the girl answered then she ran off quickly.

Eric frowned deeper.

His confused eyes landed on the handkerchief in his hand.

If he was not mistaken, that woman was also the woman in the kitchen earlier.

Her long smooth hair would prove it and her broad slender shoulder.

But unlike all the servants, she was avoiding him.

Is she just shy?

Eric remembered that Mr. Harry introduced to them all the servants but he could not remember her.

She wasn’t there but she was also wearing a servant uniform.

Eric was a bit troubled by the woman as she acted differently so he decided to see Mr. Harry about this.

“Anthony! Anthony! Where are you? Pack all our things now. We have to get out of here. Do you

understand? Anthony!” Helen was shouting and panting when she arrived at their small house.

She was calling her brother panicking even though she was still outside.

Her knock was her shouting.

The door opened immediately.

Helen quickly strode inside and closed the door like she was hiding from something but she instantly

jolted seeing another figure inside her house aside from her brother.

“Ar…Arabella…” She muttered in shock.

“Hanna…”