★★★ Sam held the door open for Monica as she got inside the vehicle. William, who had not considered traveling in the same vehicle as her before, abruptly decided to do so and got inside as well. Sam started the car without thinking about where he needed to go because it was terrible to see his boss's face filled with dismal quiet. It was nearly impossible for him to imagine what had happened between his boss and boss's wife, but it appeared that the boss was experiencing struggles. “Straight to the mansion!” William said, slumped back in his seat, and switched his gaze to Monica, who was curling into a ball on the seat. After displaying such boldness to stay in the frigid temperatures since she felt snug, she ultimately began to feel the cold. William took off his coat and remarked, holding out his hand, "Put it on!" Monica seized the coat and put it on, but she was unable to prevent shaking as if she were in a deep freezer, every bone in her body vibrating. What she did the nex
★★★Monica fought desperately not to wobble, but she couldn't find the equilibrium in her body, and she felt like a wobbling duck. William sniggered at her situation, unable to comprehend what had prompted her to drink in such a way that she would collapse at any moment without support, and lingering outside on such a night would freeze her to death.He chose to take her to the room after much deliberation and tomorrow he was going to teach her a lesson about the trouble she caused tonight.At the same time, he was forced to consider what she would do if he was not there. Will she ask Sam to carry her? Because she didn't think twice about asking in his presence.“Please assist me in walking. I can only see the blur in front of my eyes," Monica mumbled, grasping the edge of William's shirt; he experienced cold as well, but his mind was preoccupied with the impact Monica's actions could have, as a result, the frigid temperatures did not bother his body much.“You will obey my every
★★★ “Will, please stop; you should be gentle," Monica cried out, resting against the door with her back to it and her eyes slightly open. She was aware that Katherine was standing outside, therefore she decided to set fire to the third wheel. William who was picking up the duvet from the floor instantly turned around with surprised eyes. He was stupefied by the way Monica moaned her words, enough to deceive one into thinking they were doing something. “Will, how much do you adore me? Oh, I am so full," Monica did not stop there and performed another act that charred Katherine who was standing outside, pressing her ears on the door to listen to them, and everything she heard made her feel as if all of her flesh was on flame as her nails scratched at the door. Katherine was unable to wait for Martina to come up with a scheme to abuse this woman simply because Monica was rendering her life miserable. She could not keep going like this for long. “Madam!!” a low voice called. The sam
★★★ “Is there something important you phoned me at this hour, Mr. Winston?" Brian inquired over the phone, surprised to receive Winston's call so late at night. “You did not come to meet your friend's wife. Have you not been aware of it?" As he exhaled smoke from his cigar, Mr. Winston spoke. “No, I am aware of it, and I made time in the morning to meet William in his office and discuss the situation,” Brian said, continuing to ponder how William's early statement had come to pass. “Discuss the situation, ah-huh! How long do you think William will keep this marriage?” Winston stated casually as if he had begun this talk with plenty of time on his hands. He was blowing smoke with his legs sprawled out on the table. Winston had been refusing to believe that William had made such a significant move without putting much thought. William could not be reckless, that was why many things were bothering Winston. Even though he had not said anything to his son, he was not prepared to accept
★★★William looked over his shoulder when he detected the silence because he had anticipated her to argue, which was something she did better. He noticed her head lowering as though she was thinking, her calm face growing more dull.“Is it difficult for you to recall what you did and said last night? Be thankful that you are still alive," William purposefully provoked her with his words, hoping to get her to spill out what was bothering her in the wee hours of the morning. He also wondered if anything had happened to her the night before, given his late arrival at the party.“Yes, you have my sincere gratitude. I was intoxicated, so things had gotten out of control,” Monica looked up and said while thinking about what she would do if her aunt began to search for her. If they had even the slightest inkling that she was wedded to this family, they would not give up.“As I previously stated, you could not stop yourself from causing issues, and in exchange, you refused my assistance,
★★★“My fiancé knew I was intoxicated, so he came to get me!" Monica, perched on the side of the bed, answered.“I failed to notice any farmers present, nor did I encounter any bullock carts parked in the parking lot,” Mark chimed over the phone as he munched a slice of apple relaxedly.“Sounds like you're free to talk gibberish with me, but I'm having headaches that are becoming worse with your comments. How about you call me another time?"Monica grumbled as she stared at the closed door, puzzled as to what William had been doing there for so long. But it was fine because she needed to use the loo first.“Unfortunately, I am not free, but I was worried about you earlier. Your training may not be able to begin today due to Hanson's and the company's complete leave of absence, but I will contact you if there is any chance I may hear from you,” stated Mark.“Hmm! I will be appreciative of you. By the way, did I fall last night somewhere?" Monica asked, reaching behind her to touc
★★★★ Monica sat next to William, casting her gaze over the table, and she noticed that there was no scowl at her, no angry scoff, as if everyone had decided not to pay attention to her. Martina was also missing from the breakfast table. “What a fascinating start to the day!" After giving it some thought, Monica picked up the teacup and surprised William by pouring him some tea. His gaze shifted to her, and he noticed she was staring at Katherine. He understood the woman was pretending to be good with him. He took a piece of toast and spread butter on it when he heard Monica sigh, "The kettle has run out of tea!" A maid quickly fetched another tea kettle and set it next to Monica while bowing. Monica smiled at the maid looking up, she noticed the maid's hand was quivering. Though the weather was cold, the temperature inside the house was comfortable enough to avoid wearing layers, yet the maid's fingers were shaking which she was attempting to hide, by tucking them into her cardiga
★★★★"What might be in this tea?"William questioned with a frosty glance, holding the tea up to his nose and smelling it to figure out if anything wrong with this tea.“I am not sure what it is, but there is something distinctive about this tea," Monica carefully conveyed her feelings about this tea since, for a split second, she spotted a tiny green layer that she had been trying to check all along but it did not reappear.“You should wake up from sleep. All of the food and drinks are made by our most dependable Chef, who has been working in this house since William moved in. To date, we have not been given any strange food to eat," Jayla smirked as she taunted Monica with her curling smirk while sipping her tea. Jayla maintained her gaze on Monica since she said the tea was not perfect and Jayla wasn't experiencing any issues with it.“Although I appreciate you sharing the history, don't you think it is only natural for people to make mistakes?" Monica responded to Jayla with