She grimaced and, with pity, offered: “I can also recommend you a good optometrist and a patient psychologist, since everything is so miserable. My words brought Orlov back to his senses. Instantly he pulled himself together and folded his hands across his chest. A KING. At least.
— You, women, can’t do anything anyway, and you can’t even manage the most elementary things. Tsk… BASTARD. It won’t be too much to remind myself of that again. There are monsters like that.
— I’m very capable,” I said brightly and went toward him.
“I can give you a marvelous punch in the face, so that even a plastic surgeon will be surprised when trying to fix your broken nose.”
“Did you read the contract?” Yuri asked, taking a step back just in case.
“And don’t I seem polite and correct enough right now? Even too much! My teeth are already aching from how friendly I’m being.”
“Okay, the major understood for sure that today’s limit on humiliations has been exceeded.” He swallowed and said calmly:
— You… can order food from a restaurant?
— Only if I point at it in the app.
— I see. Then I’ll do it myself.
— How kind of you… — “Uh-huh, I can’t believe even myself,” Orlov muttered, then went to his door and opened it with the key.