Se connecterMia rushed to the dining table, panic clear in her trembling voice.
“Young Master, the food was prepared by Madam. She woke up early this morning just to make it for you. Is... is there something wrong with it?”Henry’s fork clattered against the plate as his eyes darkened. His voice was sharp, dripping with disdain.“Something wrong? She’s blind, Mia. Blind! How can she cook for me? Are the kitchen maids trying to kill me? And you—aren’t you supposed to be watching her? If s“See? I told you not to freak out. I haven’t even finished yet...” Rose said cautiously, glancing around the kitchen.Mia stood frozen beside the counter, her face pale with shock.“So... wait. Mia, are you even listening to me?” Rose asked, waving a hand in front of her face.Mia finally blinked.“I can’t believe this...” she muttered weakly. “Young Master cheated again?”Rose frowned immediately.“What do you mean by again?”Mia swallowed hard before lowering her voice.“How do I explain this...” She hesitated briefly. “Not too long ago, I saw lipstick stains on Young Master’s shirt.”Rose’s eyes widened.“Oh... so what you saw was lipstick stains?” She leaned closer and whispered, “What I saw was bloodstains on the bedsheets.”“What?!” Mia gasped loudly.“Shhh!” Rose quickly covered Mia’s mouth with her hand. “Why are you shouting? I’m not ready to lose my job yet, okay? And I don’t think you want to lose yours either.”She removed her hand slowly and sighed.“Just pretend I never
“Hello, Madam,” a man’s voice said respectfully from the other end of the call.“Donald, I need you to look for someone for me,” Mrs Williams said coldly as she stood beside the window, her fingers tapping impatiently against the glass.“Okay, Madam. Details please,” Donald replied softly.“I don’t really have much information about her. All I know is that she’s a lady named Molly. She used to work as a maid in Henry’s mansion.” Mrs Williams’ eyes darkened. “I need to find her. Use every means possible to track her down and keep me updated.”“Okay, Madam. Do you have a photo, her surname, or maybe her contact information?” Donald asked carefully.“If I had any of that, wouldn’t I have provided it already?” Mrs Williams snapped impatiently. She took a deep breath before continuing. “If I get more information, I’ll send it immediately. But for now, work with what I gave you.”“Understood, Madam. I’m on it already. I’ll inform you once we find her.”“Good.”Mrs Williams ended the call im
No Space for Another Woman"Henry, ask your mother if she truly knows nothing about this, because I specifically ordered the staff not to serve too many drinks so everyone could drink responsibly. You might have been..." Mr Williams said, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at his wife before Mrs Williams abruptly cut him off."Wow!" Mrs Williams let out a sharp laugh filled with disbelief. "You are suspecting me? So now you think I drugged Henry and set him up with a woman? Holy crap! What nonsense!" She placed a hand dramatically on her chest. "Didn't you hear what he said? He said it was strong alcohol. Can you imagine this man?" She turned to Henry with widened eyes. "Henry, did you hear what your father just accused me of?"Mr Williams scoffed loudly. "What do you expect me to think? Weren't you practically celebrating while telling me the news yesterday? Why shouldn't I suspect you?"Mrs Williams inhaled sharply, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Henry, are you listening to you
“Calling Henry… what does that change? Go ahead, talk to your son. It won’t change the fact…” Mrs Williams began, her lips curling in disdain.“Shut your mouth!” Mr Williams snapped, his voice sharp enough to cut through the room. His grip tightened around his phone, veins standing out on his hand. “This isn’t his fault. It’s his mother’s fault. If you had disciplined your son properly, he wouldn’t be cheating despite being married. I will discipline him today. I must teach him a lesson.”A burst of laughter escaped Mrs Williams.“Ha… ha… ha…” She shook her head slowly, her eyes gleaming with mockery. “You speak as if he’s still a child. Discipline? With your health? I doubt you can even lift the discipline tool.”“We’ll see about that,” Mr Williams said through clenched teeth, pacing restlessly. “Let him arrive first. Why isn’t he picking up? Does he already know what he did?”“Try calling again,” she said lazily, slipping out of bed. “And don’t say I didn’t warn you… be careful you
Henry’s fingers tightened around his phone. I will just have to try… and explain it in a way Mum would want to help, he thought, heart pounding.“Henry! Henry! Mr Kingsley called!” the phone buzzed insistently.“Yes, Dad,” Henry answered, his voice steady.“Why were you silent all of a sudden?” Mr Kingsley asked, concern threading his tone.“It’s nothing, Dad. I’ll find a way to get Master Lin to treat you, and I’ll call back. But for now… take care of yourself. I promise I’ll do everything I can,” Henry said, his words rushed but firm.“Okay… thank you. Don’t overexert yourself. If Master Lin refuses, just leave it. And don’t forget… I entrust Fulvia to you. I know you won’t let me down,” Mr Kingsley said softly, a faint smile in his voice.“I won’t, Dad. I promise,” Henry said, swallowing the lump in his throat.*****“Sir, it’s time to go to bed. Your phone, please,” Emily said, bowing slightly.“Bye, Henry. Your wife… her rules are set. I dare not go against them. They hold more p
“Maybe I should go and call her again,” Henry muttered, pushing his chair back as he stood.“Young master, do you need something? Please sit. I’ll get it for you,” a maid said quickly, hurrying toward him.Henry shook his head. “Don’t bother. I’ll handle it myself.”Without waiting for another word, he walked out of the dining room.*****“Madam, let me get you some juice. And what would you like to eat for dinner? I can prepare it after bringing your juice,” Mia said.Fulvia tilted her head slightly, thinking. Her fingers brushed the edge of the bed as if grounding herself.“Hmm… I’m not really sure what to eat. Let’s go with noodles,” she said gently.“Are you sure noodles are okay, Madam?” Mia asked.“Yes, noodles are fine.”“Alright. Since it’s noodles, it won’t take long. I’ll make it and bring it along with your juice. Should I pause the movie or leave it playing?”“You can pause it,” Fulvia said with a soft smile. “It’s not like I can see it anyway. You make me understand it be
The Morning AfterThe morning light filtered faintly into the room. Molly lay awake, her fingers lightly brushing Henry’s face as he slept. A victorious smile tugged at her lips.I can’t believe this... I finally spent the night with Henry. Soon, everyone will call me Mrs Williams, she whispered in
“Dad... she’s on her period,” Henry finally whispered, his jaw tight. “She has cramps and couldn’t make it tonight.”“Oh? Is she fine? Has she taken any medicine? I hope you’re taking good care of her,” Mr Williams asked, genuine concern lacing his voice.“Of course she’s fine. She just doesn’t dar
“James Williams, don’t even go there! You married her to Henry not only because of a deal—then what else?” Mrs Williams snapped, her voice sharp with fury.“She is well-behaved, properly trained, and kind-hearted. Tell me, what more do you want?” Mr Williams shot back angrily.“Kind-hearted, you sa
“Molly!” Zina called, tapping her on the back.“Ahhh!” Molly screamed, stumbling backward in panic. Her heart raced as she grabbed a throw pillow like a weapon. “Who is it?!”“Molly, are you out of your mind? Don’t you even recognize my voice?” Zina sighed softly and switched on the living room lig







