Ben asked, “Why are you going to Glenchester in the middle of the night?” Sylvia remained silent. She really did not want to talk at the moment.When he saw that Sylvia was refusing to talk, Ben secretly reached for his phone in his pocket with his free hand.“If you text them, I’ll fire you immediately.” Ben’s hand froze. He said in a small voice, “Madam, Master Carter and the kids will be worried about you leaving without any notice.” “Shut. Up. And. Drive.” Sylvia stared ahead coldly as she spoke like an emotionless ghost. Ben withdrew in fear and he dared not speak another word. …Two hours later. Back at the Carter residence, the man suddenly woke up from his nap. He bolted up from his chair when he saw that the woman had disappeared from the bed. “Sylvia?!” The only reply he got was silence. Sylvia was not in the bathroom or the closet. He strode to the kids’ room, but they were sleeping soundly with Flint between them; Sylvia was not in their room. He
Sylvia was led to a guest room at Stockton’s mansion after she arrived at Glenchester. The butler had even arranged for a bodyguard and a maid for her. It was already morning yet she had still not seen Sherry. She wanted to leave the room but the maid and the bodyguard stopped her. The maid smiled. “Mrs. Carter, Ms. Fowler hasn’t woken up yet. It’s not yet time for you to meet with her. Please wait for a little longer.” Sylvia frowned. She had been waiting for an hour now. She might have arrived a little earlier than normal but even if John did not want her disturbing Sherry, her friend should have woken up by now. The bodyguard and maid must have gotten orders from John to keep her in the room, but why prevent her from seeing Sherry? Had he done something to her this time? Sylvia glared at the bodyguard. The man was tall and strong, and there was no way she could defeat him. She went back into the room and shut the door. …Meanwhile, Sherry had just woken up f
Back in Sylvia’s room, she had just opened a window and was about to attempt to escape through it.When she was about to jump from the balcony to the yard, she heard a knocking at the door. The maid’s voice followed. “Mrs. Carter, are you resting? Ms. Fowler has woken up, so Master Stockton told me to bring you over to her.” Sylvia’s eyes lit up. “No, I’m already up. I’m coming.” …Riding a shuttle bus that had been especially designed to be driven within the huge manor grounds, it took Sylvia three minutes to reach the other building where Sherry’s room was located. Several bodyguards were stationed outside the entrance. However, since John must have given the order, no one stopped her. She walked through the front yard and reached the door. When she entered the living hall, Sherry came out of her room. Her hair was loosely draped over her shoulder and she wore a long dress with slippers. It looked as if she had just woken up. There was nothing wrong with her attire
After chatting for a while, the servants brought in breakfast. The breakfast that was served contained all the specialties of Glenchester and was very sumptuous. Simultaneously, the two of them looked at the table of food, so Sylvia missed the flash of shock and surprise in Sherry’s eyes. “Come on, Syl. Let’s eat.” She grabbed Sylvia’s hand and pulled her over to the table. Sylvia was also starving as she followed her over. But, hadn’t Sherry said that she had lost her appetite? After a while, Sylvia’s eyes swept over the empty plates on the table that Sherry had furiously wiped clean and felt baffled by it. “Burp.” Sherry let out a huge belch and giggled. “I don’t know why but my appetite came back when I saw you, Syl.” Sylvia remained quiet. John, who was eating next door, was left speechless. “Hmph.” …After breakfast, Sylvia asked, “Sherry, why is John keeping you here?” Sherry sat with her back against the sun. “I told you before, I cheated on him.” “It do
Sherry could not help but glare at John as she said, “I said, she doesn’t want to see him.” John’s smile faded. Odell looked at the door to the guest room that was the only one with the door closed. “Master Stockton, Ms. Fowler, I’d like to talk to her alone, please.” John followed his gaze to the guest room and the smile returned to his face. “Sure.” Odell went over to the closed door. Sherry’s expression changed. She tried to stop Odell but John held her back. She tried to struggle but John forcefully cupped her face. “Stop it. Come out with me.” He then carried her out of the living hall. The other servants followed them out and the whole house went quiet.Odell went up to the door and knocked. Sylvia was leaning on the wall beside the door. “Sylvia,” he said. Sylvia did not answer. Odell frowned and spoke in a deep voice. “I know it’s my fault. I wronged you for the first three years.” He had received a call from Ben as he was traveling to Glenchester. Be
Not long after Odell left, Sylvia came out of the room. Sherry and John were in the living room. Sherry went over to her side as soon as she came out. John smiled. “Mrs. Carter, Master Carter has already gone home. You can stay here for a few days in peace. If there’s anything you need, just tell Arnold, the butler.” Sylvia was not overly fond of John either but she maintained her manners and thanked him. “I appreciate that, Master Stockton.” “Don’t mention it.” John got up and glanced at his watch. “Please excuse me as I have work to attend to.” He then looked at Sherry. “Sherry, please look after Mrs. Carter.” “I don’t need you to remind me of that,” Sherry retorted. John’s gaze turned frosty for a second, but he maintained his smile and said to Sylvia, “Mrs. Carter.” “Master Stockton.” John then went out. The moment his figure disappeared through the door, Shery cursed loudly, “That f*cking b*stard. Hypocrite!” Sylvia merely watched in silence. …After Joh
Sylvia glanced at Sherry’s sewing. It looked like she was sewing a lily. It resembled a flower but it was not exactly beautiful. All of a sudden, Sherry asked, “Syl, are you hungry?” The question caught Sylvia off guard. “I’m okay, but I do feel like nibbling on something.” Sylvia was rather bored. Sherry then turned to the maid. “Hey, didn’t you hear her? Syl wants something to eat. Hurry up and bring some snacks over.” The maid frowned, seemingly reluctant to go. Sherry became agitated. “Are you deaf? That b*stard John told us to take care of Syl. Don’t you know who Syl’s husband is?” The maid glanced at Sylvia before she went off. Sherry then turned to smile at Sylvia. The change in her expression was faster than turning a page of a book.“Hold on, Syl. The maid will bring something over.” Sylvia looked at her friend. “Sherry, are you hiding something from me?” Sherry had never been a bully before, so why had she been so angry at the maid? She was also not s
Sylvia stared at the empty plates in silence. “Syl? Why aren’t you saying anything?” Sherry looked at her cautiously. “Sherry, is it true that John doesn’t feed you? Did he also force you to do all this embroidery work?” Sylvia asked coldly. Sherry’s expression froze. “No, no. I would have starved to death if he didn’t feed me. I’m doing embroidery to pass the time.” “What about your phone? Did he confiscate it?” Sylvia asked. Sherry pursed her lips and she started to get teary. Sylvia’s brows furrowed. She got up and sat beside her friend. “Sherry, please tell me the truth or I’ll be angry.” Sherry hugged her friend around the waist and wept. “That b*stard is inhuman! He eats like a king every day but feeds me leftovers! I haven’t even eaten any meat in such a long time! “He even forced me to sew all this nonsense. I have to sew ten of these each week. He also forced me to do gardening! Look at the flowers there, I planted all of them with my own hands!” Sylvia looke