After Chris left, one of the housemaids came in not long after carrying lunch.“Ma’am, lunch is ready.”But Winter sat on the bed without moving. In the end, they could only set the meal on the sitting area table and quietly leave.By early evening, Mr. White came upstairs. When he saw the untouched food still sitting there, he let out a soft sigh.He walked over to the bed. Winter had been sitting there all afternoon, motionless, like a statue.The sight of her made his heart ache. In a gentle voice, he coaxed, “Miss Winter, please eat something, all right? If you keep refusing food like this, Mr. Xander is only going to get upset, and that’ll not help you at all. Don’t punish your own body over this.”Winter silently shook her head. “I don’t want to eat.”Mr. White was the only person she gave even the slightest response to.Without saying anything else, he turned on the lights in the room and left.*By then, it had gotten dark. A light rain had started, and the wind scatt
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