Chapter 2

Chapter 2

It had been less than two minutes, and they were more enthusiastic about making noise than actually getting into it.

The exaggerated sounds made me want to puke.

But with outsiders present, I dared not make a sound, fearing they might take me away for experiments.

Even though I was just a speaker and couldn't feel pain, the thought of being taken apart and scattered terrified me.

By the time Nat came down with the documents, the disgusting couple had already tidied up their clothes and were sitting properly.

"This is for you. Given my current situation, it's not convenient for me to negotiate with the bank, so I'm transferring this to you," Nat said.

Jeffrey typed a string of words on his phone, "Bro, thank you for trusting me so much."

But he whispered to Melinda, "This fool, he's being sold and still counting the money for me."

"You're my brother, and she's my fiancée. If I don't trust you two, who else would I trust? Handing this over to you and Melinda puts my mind at ease," Nat replied.

"Bro... I will definitely handle this matter well."

I wished I could tell Nat that they were deceiving him.

But I could only watch helplessly as they left.

I looked at Nat, and even though I didn't have a heart, I felt sorry for him.

"Nat, sigh~ you're so pathetic. They're all lying to you... I can't get into your phone to warn you, and even if I could, you wouldn't believe me."

I muttered to myself.

Nat remained calm, intending to sit on the sofa.

I blurted out, "Don't sit there, they were just... having sex."

Nat paused.

I felt a bit embarrassed saying those words, but then I noticed he really did stop.

Could he hear me?

But the next second, I realized he was just reaching for the tablet on the table.

It made sense. If he could hear, how would he let those two act so brazenly?

He held the tablet, lost in thought, almost tripping over the cleaning robot.

Fortunately, I quickly redirected the robot.

Given my loneliness and boredom, I talked to Nat during the day, making sure all the devices in the villa were working properly.

At night, I sang lively and stirring songs.

Occasionally, I admired the good-looking guy.

Life seemed pretty good.

Except for the occasional disgust caused by the awful couple, the rest of my life was pretty good.

Moreover, I discovered that Nat might not be entirely in the dark.

He seemed to be secretly planning something.

And recently, I found a new hobby.

Role-playing and reading stories downloaded from the housekeeper's phone.

I felt like a naughty speaker.

Tonight, I was reading a scene where the male and female leads were confessing their love.

[In the translucent bathroom, he stood under the shower, water droplets running down his muscular, tanned back.]

[She sat quietly on the bed, her eyes darting away from the condoms on the bedside table, but her eyes still pierced through the thin mist.]

[She swallowed, her cheeks flushed, her body heating up.]

[He peeked out, his lips curved, looking like a deep-sea merman, his voice melodious and captivating.]

["Join me?"]

[She moved as if in a trance, slowly walking in.]

[She was so obedient, biting her lip, watching the foggy mirror.]

[Clothes slowly slipped off.]

[He embraced her from behind, warm kisses landing on her neck.]

[In the mirror, two figures entwined in a passionate embrace.]

[Water splashed on them, but it couldn't drown out their moans.]

[Mmm... Ah~]

[Mmm... Ah~]

A cold voice, seemingly suppressing something, said irritably, "How long are you going to keep making those noises?"

I instinctively retorted, "This is the climax! It can't be over that quickly."

But I quickly realized, wasn't he supposed to be deaf?

How could he hear me?

He could hear me!

"Ahhh..."