The Woman From Hell

Chapter 992

"Do you not like the food?" Milan asked indifferently.

I was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "No.”

"Not in the mood to eat?" he asked me again.

Dazaray had been taken away to be operated on. How could I possibly be in the mood to eat anything?

Though that was the case, I still needed to deny it.

"I don't need useless trash here. Take them away," Milan said blandly, his gaze cold and stern.

My head started ringing, and my face instantly turned ghastly white.

This man could not bear having grit in his eyes, could he?

The female servant who spilled things in the kitchen was taken away. In the hall, apart from my shocked reaction, everyone else wore blank expressions. They had seemingly already gotten used to it.

I broke down a little and tried to speak up, but I recalled the helpless state I was in. How could I plead for mercy for others?

that the Fredericks aren’t the only ones

The man's gaze was cold and frosty, making it difficult for anyone to look straight into his

quickly lowered my head and asked

don't mind doing

Franky and said, "Let M s. Lane move around freely in the house. Serve her and make

slightly. "Yes,

elegantly wiped his

come back to my senses for a very long

on the bed at night, tossing and turning. I was unable to fall asleep. I

I got out of bed and walked to

bright moonlight was spilling into the courtyard. The sound of

Everything seemed so peaceful.

and turned around to leave

move around freely

a landline in the living room but I

call back to my home country, using this landline might infuriate Milan. I might cause him to end my life in

and the rest, yet

aimlessly around the living room and