The second day, when I woke up, all of the regrets was thrown to the winds.
I started to drink and dine as ever.
Since I was pregnant, I didn’t have to work and became the idlest person in the whole family.
Although Georgia and Angel didn’t have to work either, Georgia was busy socializing and playing mahjong and sometimes attending the women’s association because she was the vice president.
While Angel was keen to gardening, and the garden of Knight’s house was attended by her own.
As for me, my main job is eating, from breakfast till late snack, eating on and on for the whole day.
Zofia sent me some fermented beans, and I let Bennett cook them with meat steak, which was so delicious that it could make my eyebrows fly.
Calvin hadn’t been back for the whole day. Precisely, he didn’t walk in the door of Knight’s house since he went back from Maldives except last time he took me back.
I heard that he would go to the company, but he was staying at Bonnie’s during the night.
Angel also went out for a while during the day, and every time she went back, she seemed pretty tired.
I didn’t ask where she had been, but she told me on her own initiative, “Bonnie suffers from heart disease. She fainted after being stimulated during the day. She is still receiving first aid.
Well, now I could even picture the scene that Bonnie was touching her chest in a fascinating manner.
A beauty with heart disease was like steak with wine.
I was not gloating absolutely. I was not as blinkered as Fairy Dixon. Even if there were no Bonnie, nothing would have happened between me and Calvin, so she wasn’t a thorn in my flesh.
Angel just mentioned it and I didn’t ask more.
The snow stopped today and there wasn’t much on the ground. The garden was cleaned up by the workers at home.
I ate too much for dinner, so Stella was supporting me to stroll in the garden.
I pointed at the moon in the sky and said to her, “Stella, look, sugar pie.”
She giggled covering her mouth with her hand, “Josephine, it’s so great to see that you are happy every day.”
“Should I cry to you every day?”
“I mean, you are not like Miss Dixon. She won’t give us a second glance.”
“She’s not like me. She’s from the upper class. I was born in a normal family, and I shouldn’t forget where I came from.” I winked at Stella.
Although it was cold in the garden, the air was fresh. It was so stuffy inside that I almost couldn’t breathe.
As we walked, Stella suddenly stopped, looking ahead.
I followed her gaze and found a tall figure standing in front of me.
Oh, Calvin, he finally came back.
He was the king and I would make way for him.
I stepped aside and motioned him to go first.
He walked toward me, while facing Stella, “I need to talk to her.”
“Okay.” Stella bowed immediately and ran far away.
I didn’t know what Calvin was going to say to me, but his face was sour. I guessed it wouldn’t be something good.
The moonlight was pale tonight, shining on our shoulders.
My nose was numb because of coldness. I shrank my neck and looked up at him, “Whatever you are telling me, say it.”
“Josephine.” His tone was cold, and I could sense his anger was reaching the peak and about to explode from his voice.
“Yes, I’m here.” I said.
After he called my name, he remained silent for a long while.
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