The woman in his arms shifted around uncomfortably, carefully speaking up. "M… Mr. Hunt, you've misunderstood. I'm not Miss Everheart."
Stefan froze. His expression darkened. "Who are you?"
"I… I'm your personal caretaker, Layla Bridges. The madam sent me." Layla had quite an innocent-looking face. Even the way she spoke sounded like she could do no harm.
Stefan's expression was frosty, rudely pushing the woman away without hesitation. He then questioned her, clearly upset. "How long have you been here?"
"For quite… a while."
"So you were the one who enjoyed the night breeze, gave me my coffee and listened to me this whole time?"
"Y… Yes." Layla hid the fact that Renee had come by just to win Stefan's heart. Instead, she inserted herself into the narrative.
"The madam said you were in a bad mood and you need some quiet company. So I didn't talk the entire time and just listened to you. I didn't think you would mistake me as Miss Everheart. I'm really sorry."
"I don't blame you." Stefan's expression was blank as he mocked himself. "I was being too naive, I underestimated how cruel a person could be."
"Mr. Hunt, I can tell you have yet to move on from Miss Everheart. If you trust me, I could try contacting her for you." Layla mustered up the courage, pretending to be kind and understanding.
The man was blind, but his facial features were still perfect, and his natural elegance was more than enough to make anyone swoon. If she had been able to win him over because of this, she would have undoubtedly won the lottery of life.
"I am capable of taking care of myself! So get lost!" Stefan flung his arm and knocked the coffee cup off of the table, visibly enraged.
He used to be so full of pride, after all.
Even so, the love of his life no longer cared for him, not even sparing him a glance. On the contrary, a random servant was insisting on taking care of him forever, even if it meant taking a vow of chastity.
'This is so ironic. This just makes my relationship with Renee sound like a joke!'
"Please… don't be mad, Mr. Hunt. If you dislike me, I can just stop talking, I'll be quiet when I'm with you. You can treat me like a mere decoration if you so wish! I live to serve you…"
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