CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

The chamber turned out to be the adjacent chamber to Milan's room. "What!" Emilia exclaimed in dismay. "He can't." She hurried out to his vast chamber and rushed back into hers, skimming her eyes everywhere if by chance there was another connecting door to the outside from her side. But there was none.

Only the one door that led to his bedroom.

"Ms, you have to calm down, it's not that bad to live close to your mate," Betty tried to comfort her.

"I don't accept that! He wants me hidden away so that he could be privy to everything I do henceforth. What prison could be greater than that?"

Betty patted her temples in comfort and hurried away to begin packing away her mistress's clothing, already used to her constant tantrums.

"I am going to surely choke him in his sleep!" Emilia blew off, growling at the end. "That monster! That brute!"

The curses went on till Emilia grew tired, her limbs starting to ache from standing for so long that she has no other choice but to locate the chair by t