Chapter 45

Judith's POV

That was really a narrow escape. If I had stayed to answer more of Lord Ethane's questions then he would have figured out that I was lying. That Rosevelt, always pocnosing, putting her mouth in my business. She is the reason Lord Ethane began to ask me so many questions, I just can't stand her.

I picked up a small first aid kit from my drawer and tried my best to nurse my wound. It was hurting so badly. I wish I had… I was thinking to myself when Lord Ethane entered the room.

"You wish you had what?" He asked as he came to sit beside me one the bed.

"I wish I had been more careful and watched where I was heading to," I replied.

He took the cotton wool from me and began to clean my blood. Soon he dressed my wound and it was feeling better. I thanked him and tried to lie down on the bed while I faced his opposite direction.

"Judith I know that you think I am always picking Rosevelt over you and I don't care abou