"Get out!"

"Murray..."

"Didn't you hear me? I said get out!"

Millie bit her lip, shaking all over.

But there wasn't a trace of pity on Murray's face. "And don't you dare step foot in here again without my permission, got it?"

"Why?" Millie looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears. "This bedroom is supposed to be ours, isn't it? Why can't I come in?"

"Ours?" The smirk on his face was nearly cruel. "You think you're worthy?"

Millie swayed, nearly losing her balance.

Murray didn't move to catch her, watching with the detached amusement of a spectator. His mocking gaze seemed to say-keep acting, keep pretending.

"Get out!"

Millie turned and left, utterly defeated.

"Wait..." Murray stopped her.

Millie's eyes sparked with hope.

Murray said, "Take your trash with

the master bedroom carrying

Mr. Sherwood not eat again?" asked the

composed herself and sighed, "No, he didn't want to eat. No matter how much I tried, he just

course, Madam. You go

satisfied, and headed

turned away, her

the master bedroom, she swore to herself someday, she

at nine o'clock, he had Sadie bring a meal up to

the guest room next door. Hearing Sadie come and go, she bit her

really less than a servant in his

Suddenly, her phone rang.

was her

Millie swiped to answer-

"Hey, Yvette."

you okay?" Yvette's voice was filled

calls just to ask if someone's

course, I'm fine.

class, couldn't reach you by

touching her barely noticeable belly,

anything, it was

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