Chapter: 6

“This is a disaster. Did we do something extremely evil in our past lives to attract such a hideous woman to torment us? Oh, I don’t think I can handle this. I feel like I’m going to have a heart attack from all this anger.”

Once Millie was back inside the bedroom, she raised a hand to take her mask off, only to stop when she realized that the servant who brought her food was still there, eyes wide with curiosity.

“You can leave now. I’ll call you once I’m done eating,” Millie said.

“Oh, yes, madam.” With that, the servant left.

Once she was alone, Millie finally removed her mask.

Her complexion was immaculate, her eyes were bright, her nose was perfectly shaped, and her lips were irresistibly full

terminal illness. Shortly after her mother’s death, her father

had always seen Millie as a thorn in their side. There was one time when Millie was stopped by a group of

could have been badly damaged

thinking that her face had

to the present, Millie enthusiastically stuffed a slice of braised pork into her mouth, moaning when the savoury flavour

Millie would be done eating by now, knocked on the

and was now in the bathroom washing her face because wearing the mask all day had left her face feeling suffocated. The servant waited for a response but got none, so she opened the door and

his way to the second floor any time soon. He disliked messiness the most,

looking for her mask when the servant let out a surprised

“Madam… your face…”

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