Time passed — Chloe Bishop had no idea how long. Eventually, Xavier Grayson pushed her aside. She lay there like a soulless doll. Her lifeless demeanor displeased him. Without a trace of pity, he opened the door and stepped out of the car on his own. It took her a long time to gather herself. She fixed her appearance, composed her emotions, and finally got out. The moment she entered the living room, Nanny approached with a glass of milk, bowing respectfully. "Young madam." She stared at the milky liquid, took it without hesitation, and drained it in one go. Setting the empty glass back on the tray, she dragged her heavy steps upstairs, one by one. Xavier Grayson wasn't in the bedroom — he was in the study. She grabbed her pajamas, showered, and lay in bed, motionless. About ten minutes later, Xavier Grayson emerged from the study, standing over her. "Make me something to eat." She opened her red-rimmed eyes and looked at him for a long moment before parting her swollen lips.
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