27: A Bandage On His Leg

LAYLA —

It was Sunday morning, and Aiden was in his exercise room practicing martial arts while I stayed in my room getting things in order for the beginning of another week.

Since he doesn't allow me in the kitchen to make food, I have become a jobless person in the house, so I have to find something to do to avoid feeling irrelevant.

Although the maids do all the work in the house, including the whole building, I have prevented them from cleaning my room.

At first, Aiden objected, but he later let me do things on my own, seeing how defiant I was in not letting anyone do the work for me.

Initially, he thought I was doing it to avoid being exposed, and he erected a surveillance camera in my room to monitor my activities, but I continued with the cleaning.

As I was still cleaning, I heard an incessant knock on my room door.

"Who's that?" I asked with an unpleasant tone.

"It's me, Anita, ma'am. I just want to inform you that the boss is about to go out," she whispered softly through the