Meanwhile, Caden was at the Shaw Manor.
“Welcome back, sir.”
Caden gave a curt reply and handed the woolen trench coat to Mr. Garcia. He asked, “Is the lunch ready?”
“The lunch has already been long ready. There are black chicken with herbs soup, sautéed lily bulbs and celery, and steamed whitebait and egg. All are made from the freshest ingredients.”
Caden nodded. “Prepare each dish, put them on a tray and give it to me.”
Mr. Garcia who was attentive and cautious in his work replied. “The dishes have already been placed on the tray.”
“Give it to me.” Caden carried the tray and went to the second floor. The sound of his car’s engine had caught Sam’s attention when he came back. Now that Sam no longer had the power, Caden only let him stayed at the manor until his retirement as an act to appreciate him as his past servant.
“Come and have your meal, Grace.” Caden placed the tray on top of the bedside cabinet and Grace was shocked as she never expected him to return at this point of time. “Why are you here?”
“The company’s idle these days and there’s not much things to deal with.” He took the bowl on the tray while saying and scooped a spoonful of black chicken with herbs soup. “Come. Have some soup first.” Gazing at the spoon which was brought close to her lips, she did not have any appetite though the smell of the soup was pleasant. “I’m not hungry.”
“Have a little.”
“I want to sleep now.”
“Sleep after you’ve had it.” Grace stared at the spoon with soup in it and went silent. She then extended her hand. “I’ll have it myself.”
Grace grunted as a reply. The blanket had covered more than half of her head and the hair had covered the other half, only a small part of her skin was showed. Caden’s gaze softened and he rubbed her hair. “Good girl.” The removal of load from the bed was felt and a tiny sound of the door being closed was heard after a while. The woman who was curling up under the blanket moved and pulled away the blanket that was covering her head. Her eyes were aloof without any weariness. She did not move and only got out of the bed and stood beside the window when she heard the engine starting sound of the car downstairs. She watched the car driving out of the manor with cold eyes.
A barely audible knocking sound was heard outside the door, as if the comer was afraid to alert someone with the sound. Grace walked towards the door barefoot and saw the old butler acting furtive. She glanced at him blandly and asked, “Where’s the thing?” Sam took out a white bottle from his pocket and said, “I only seize the chance to come up here during the gap when Mr. Garcia is allocating today’s tasks to the other people of the manor. Mister is alert against me therefore there won’t be many chance to come in contact in the future. This is the amount of a bottle.” He handed it to Grace.
Grace peered at the bottle and it was an extremely ordinary bottle. “Mr. Venus is thoughtful enough to use the bottle for vitamin C tablets.” She said with a transient weird smile and resembled an emotionless robot when she lifted her head once again. “Thank you then.” She closed the door after finishing her words, leaving Sam who was having a mixed expression outside the door.
Grace twisted the lid open and poured out a white pill. She put the pill in her mouth like yesterday and let it dissolved. The bitterness slowly spread out and she chuckled with some tears.
Child? The one who had sent her to prison back then actually wanted her to give birth to his child for him now?
She swallowed the bitter liquid which the pill had completely dissolved in her mouth together with the astringent and salty tears down her throat. While her mouth was filled with both the bitterness and the astringent taste, she tossed the whole bottle of “vitamin C tablets” into the drawer of the dressing table casually.
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