All Chapters of Maid In Lace : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Its done -” As the doctor's words confirm that the procedure is complete, a sigh of relief escapes Elizabeth's lips. Yet, her relief is short-lived as she begins to feel the tingling pain in her hand, a reminder of her vulnerability. The sweat beads on her forehead, a physical manifestation of the anxiety that courses through her veins. However, her gaze remains locked with Dominic's, drawing strength from the connection they share.The IV drip starts, and an overwhelming sense of paralysis washes over Elizabeth. She feels trapped, unable to move as the medical apparatus takes hold. Her eyes remain fixed on Dominic, seeking solace and reassurance amidst her mounting fear.Dominic, ever the pillar of strength, assures her gently, his voice a sooth

As Elizabeth sits down to enjoy her breakfast after Dominic leaves for work, the peaceful atmosphere is interrupted by the sound of Tristan's footsteps descending the stairs. Her attention is immediately drawn to him, and she turns to face him, her curiosity piqued.Elizabeth's gaze meets Tristan's face, but the memories of his previous actions flood back, causing her to roll her eyes and display a hint of attitude. The subtle movement of her eyes away from him infuriates Tristan, his annoyance is evident in his reaction.Driven by frustration, Tristan rushes towards her, forcefully grabbing her arm and yanking her from her seat. Elizabeth's eyes meet his, her expression now filled with a mixture of anger and contempt. His voice cuts through the tension, drip

Tristan seizes the opportunity while Dominic is out for a stroll, sneaking into the kitchen where Elizabeth is diligently washing the dishes. Without warning, he wraps his arms around her waist, drawing her close in an intimate embrace. The warmth of his touch sends a shiver of delight through her, evoking a joyous giggle that escapes her lips as he playfully pecks the nape of her neck.A nagging concern tempers Elizabeth's momentary bliss as she voices her worry. "Tristan, somebody might see..." Her words hold a hint of caution, a reminder of the need for discretion in their clandestine connection. Tristan, confident in their privacy, clicks his tongue dismissively, assuring her, "No one is here."With his hands still encircling her waist, Tristan's voice ta

Mrs. Johnson, realizing Tristan's gaze on Elizabeth and the smirk on his face, quickly decides to divert the conversation and gestures for Elizabeth to leave the kitchen. Elizabeth obediently starts walking away, her eyes cast downward, avoiding any further interaction. Mrs. Johnson, always astute in her observations, notices the tension between Tristan and Elizabeth and takes it upon herself to address Tristan.Mrs. Johnson clears her throat to ask, “Tristan, would you like some breakfast?" Tristan who starts making his way towards the garden responds, "Just coffee, Mrs. Johnson."Tristan joins his cousin, Dominic, who is already seated in the garden. They exchange a quick glance, their eyes meeting fleetingly before Dominic can't help but voice his curiosity about Tristan's early awakening.Dominic softly qu

Elizabeth immerses herself in the tasks at hand, burying her thoughts and emotions beneath the weight of her work. As she prepares meals for Dominic and his friends, she finds solace in the solitude of the kitchen. The familiar routine offers her a temporary respite from the turmoil in her mind.However, her exhaustion and inner turmoil do not go unnoticed by Dominic. As he passes by and observes her weariness, a genuine concern flickers in his eyes. He offers his assistance, recognizing that she may be in need of support. Hoping to spare herself from facing him and the questions that may arise, Elizabeth politely refuses, her voice laced with a sense of gratitude, "Sir, I will manage."Dominic shakes his head, his compassionate nature compelling him to persi