The next day, Juliana was woken up by the sound of talking outside.
"It's already ten o'clock and Miss Lewis hasn't come out yet. Did she get killed by the young master?"
"I don't know. There was so much noise and then no sound in the room last night. It was frighteningly quiet. It's never happened before."
"The young master used to beat others badly when he was mad. Miss Lewis probably couldn't escape and died."
Philip heard the noise, came over, and scolded them, "What are you talking about here? Don't you want to work here anymore?"
The maids scattered.
Philip looked at the closed door of the room, full of anxiety, but did not dare to knock on the door.
He went downstairs to old Mr. Leach and asked, "Master, should I knock on the door?"
Old Mr. Leach looked solemn: "No, I trust Juliana."
Of course, he had heard the clanging noise in the room last night and wanted to go over and stop it before Juliana got hurt.
But in the end, he gave up.
It was Benson's last hope.
Juliana woke up in the room, still confined in Benson's arms and not moving a bit in her position.
But he didn't hold her as tightly as he did last night.
Juliana moved and felt her limbs tingling as if countless ants were gnawing at them. It was so uncomfortable that she gasped.
Staying in one position without moving all night, her limbs went numb.
Juliana jabbed Benson in the ribs with her finger: "Benson, let go of me. I feel numb."
Benson, who hadn't slept for three days, hadn't yet got enough sleep, but was woken up by her. He suddenly opened his eyes with redness in them, like a beast that had been woken up, looking at Juliana like prey.
Juliana, held in his arms, could not see his face, but sensed the danger.
Benson was a dangerous man.
He did not let go of Juliana but held her a little tighter, smelling the fresh medicinal scent of her body, and said in a husky voice: "Sleep."
He had no intention of letting her go at all. He had a rare night of good sleep without dreams.
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