Avery held back her laughter. What difference did it make?

Avery stared at Lane, seeing the scheming look in his eyes. Did he think of any shameful and sick thing?

Or why would he serve her instead of punishing her?

But Avery was too guilty to fight back.

"Let's go back then. I've seen much of the show."

Avery took a look at the watch. It was ten in the evening. It took time driving back to the castle.

Evan reached out to hold Avery by her hands. He was still a bit dissatisfied. He felt, after the magic show, that Evan couldn't get hold of Avery even if they were cuffed together.

Avery stopped, walking, noticing Evan's silence.

"Evan?"

Evan turned around and tiptoed to kiss him.

"This is the best honeymoon I ever dream of. Thanks for fulfilling my dream. I'm happy because of you."

Evan gradually turned satisfied because of what Avery said. He was about to keep kissing Avery when there was a sudden noise in the sky. They looked up, and it was fireworks. They were blooming.

What if this was their happy ending.

Avery thought. Even all the unpleasantness could end at the moment. But her heart was suddenly shrunk when she felt the card in her pocket.

She felt there was a long way ahead.

The fireworks stopped. They returned to the castle. The bonus service Avery was worried about never came true.

After the shower, Avery looked at Evan, who just came out of the bathroom, curiously by the bed. He wore a white bathrobe. His chest was wet with water drops.

Evan lifted a corner of the quilt. As the bed mattress sank, Avery was held in Evan's arms.

Avery looked at him with wide-open eyes. Her eyes were as clear as the lake.

"Why aren't you asleep? Do you want me to do something for you?"

"Aren't you going to do something for me?" Avery blinked.

Evan smiled and gently bit her rosy tips.

"Do you really want my bonus service?"

"I'm just curious."

"Go to bed. I'll let you know tomorrow night."

Under the silent night sky, not everyone could sleep tight.

Jessica was asked to clean the castle for a whole day. By night, she was pushed in the master's bedroom like some livestock by the housekeeper. Some maids were already waiting in the room.

They worked together to pull Jessica in the bathroom and gave her a thorough wash. Her skin became red because of the rubbing. Then they threw her in the bathtub filled with milk.

Jessica was choked on the milk. She stood up reflectively. The maids took her instinct action as a fight. They pressed her head in the milk.

Jessica held her breath and almost suffocated in the milk. She kept breathing bubbled. She felt herself dying.

Jessica kept struggling and splashing the milk. She started slapping as hard as she could with water splashing. Soon she lost strength, and there were fewer and fewer splashes.

Jessica thought she was going to die when the hand pressing her head suddenly loosened.

Jessica got out of the bathtub. She was gasping for air and kept coughing. Her eyes were so red because the milk got in.

"I warn you to behave yourself. The master will punish you if you fight him. Now you just stay in the milk bath. Our master doesn't like a sweaty and messy woman."

Jessica slightly opened her eyes. The maid was glaring at her through the wet eyelid.

She also spotted jealousy. They were jealous of Jessica, for she could serve the master the second she got here.

Jessica was tired because she was working all day. Even if she wasn't, she couldn't fight back.

She quietly stayed in the milk bath with a sweet scent.

She used to spend hours in the milk bath when she was back in Clifford's Mansion. Every time she was carried out by James.

"James, is my skin fair?" Jessica always asked him the same question.

James turned his royal look into a gentle one.

"Miss Clifford, your skin is as fair as the moonlight."

"Moonlight? Haven't you heard of one thing? Every man had two women in his life. One was like a red rose, and the other was like a white rose. If he marries the red rose, she will become the mosquito blood on the wall while the white rose stays pure and unforgettable. But if he marries the white rose, she would become a stale bread while the red rose stays unforgettable."

To paraphrase James's words, when many married the red rose, he would gradually grow tired of her and regret the choice. The white rose he missed would become a lifelong regret. But when a man married the white rose, he would be fed up with her too. The red rose would become his regret.

Jessica ridiculed James.

"James, do you have a regret too?"

James always looked at her somberly without answering.

Jessica drew herself back from memory. She thought she must be mad for not hating him. After what James did to her, she just could not resent him recalling her past with him.

What if she hated him?

She couldn't get out even if she did.

Jessica put her bare arms around the bathtub. She put her chin on her arms. She couldn't figure out why she ran away to find him.

The man she liked should be Jaxon.

But when she thought James sold her to other men, she felt her heart was pinched with one thin needle.

It hurt so much.

It must have been James's betrayal.

But it didn't feel right. It was her ears that hurt. She found the maid was pinching her ears and grabbing her out from the bathtub.

They dried her body rudely and threw her on the bed.

The room wasn't lit. She turned around at the brown nightstand. The scent machine was lighting and working.

James felt sleepy after the shower.

In the middle of the night, not many kept awake in the castle. The door was gently opened in the dark.

The bed was 2 meters wide. The velvet bed curtain clung from the head of the bed.

Jessica slept sound on the bed.

The buttons on the black shirt were taken off one by one.

The man took off his collar and revealed his robust chest muscles. He gave off a dangerous vibe.

As he bent down, he slightly frowned underneath the silver fox mask.

He sniffed. There was some scent.

Jessica moaned. The smell got stronger.

The man frowned. It was from Jessica.

Jessica suddenly felt a weight. It was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

Jessica opened her blue eyes in a daze. What she saw first was a silver fox mask and blue -amber eyes. She was so shocked that she woke up immediately.

The man put his hands around her neck.

"What's the smell?"