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
The maid soon brought dinner over. Fearing that Sherry might scold or beat her, she quickly made her exit after serving dinner. Sherry tossed the needle and cloth aside before grabbing Sylvia and pulling her over to the dining table. Footsteps came from the door as soon as they sat down. The maid respectfully greeted the person. “Good evening, Master Stockton.” Sherry’s face suddenly turned pale and she put down her cutlery. Sylvia turned to look at the entrance. John, who was wearing a white shirt, walked over. He smiled at Sylvia. “Please, Mrs. Carter, make yourself at home.” He then sat down beside Sherry. Sylvia’s lips tightened as she sat down. The maid brought a new set of cutlery over. John picked his spoon up and smiled. “Mrs. Carter, please help yourself.” He smiled gently and talked politely. If Sherry had not already told her what happened, Sylvia would never have believed that the man was such a hypocrite. Out of respect for the host, she thank
Sylvia glanced at Sherry’s clean face. “You guys go ahead then. There’s no need to worry about me. There’s another guest room over there. I can spend the night there so I won’t have to go back to the previous room. I won’t be a nuisance to either of you.” She refused to leave. She had a feeling John was angry enough to kill Sherry at this moment. She had to stay on to keep her friend safe. John’s smile disappeared. “Mrs. Carter, are you insisting on staying?” Sylvia’s gaze shifted. Sherry slammed the table and yelled, “You b*stard! Your anger is aimed at me, so don’t talk to my friend like that!” John took his glasses off and rubbed the lens with his fingers. All at once, the atmosphere became gloomy.Sylvia felt the chills running down her back. She said, “Sherry, I’m fine. Please calm down.” “Mrs. Carter, I think it’s better if you leave the room first.” Now that John was looking at her without his glasses, the grim and viciousness of a mature man could clearly be se
Sylvia wanted to go out, so she told him. “I’m not going to see Sherry. Can I go out for a walk?” The bodyguard said, “Mrs. Carter, Master Stockton stated that you are not allowed to leave the premises tonight. Please forgive me.” Sylvia had no choice but to turn around and go back into the room.She returned to the bed and video-called her kids. They seemed to be waiting for her call as they immediately answered within seconds. Three adorable faces appeared on her phone screen. “Mommy, have you eaten?” Isabel asked. “Mommy, Mommy…” Flint murmured. Liam watched in silence. Sylvia smiled. “I just ate dinner.” Isabel pouted. “Are you living well over there?” “It’s pretty good. Here, I’ll give you a tour of my room,” said Sylvia as she turned the phone camera around to show them the room. “Mhmm. It’s okay, it’s a little plain though,” said Isabel. Flint, “Mommy, Mommy…” Sylvia smiled. “Isabel, did you and Liam behave well at school today?” Isabel instantly lif
Sylvia was speechless for a moment before she gave Sherry the buns she snuck for her. Sherry gobbled the buns like a hungry wolf. She got up after finishing the buns and hugged Sylvia tightly. “Syl, thank goodness you’re here! Or I’ll be dead!” Sylvia pursed her lips helplessly when she noticed the red marks around Sherry’s neck. …Sherry came back from the dead and looked more energetic after gobbling the buns. She looked alive. Sylvia accompanied her to the yard and watched her sew. Sherry sewed quicker today, but it was sloppy. She finished the ugly lily from yesterday in under an hour. She then picked up another piece of cloth and stared at it for a while. She said to Sylvia, “Syl, why don’t you help me draft something?” She had no idea what to sew and could not paint, so she asked her friend for help. Sylvia took the piece of cloth and asked, “What do you want to sew?” Sherry pondered. “A sunflower? Make it simple.” “Alright.” Sylvia grabbed the pencil and