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“It’s fine, just watch the road,” Hannah said flatly.

Another long, heavy silence settled between them.

Hannah craned her neck and spotted the hotel coming into view just up ahead.

She was almost free of this awkward situation.

“Are

you married?” Harry finally asked after a long, tense pause.

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Hannah had been ready for that question. “What do you think? The kid looking out for me is five years old.”

It was a rhetorical question, not a straight confession.

She only said the child was taking care of her–she never said it was her own kid.

“And the kid’s dad… he’s not with you?”

“No. If he were, do you really think I’d be out here getting late–night food with you?”

Harry fell silent, his expression turning dark and gloomy.

Hannah glanced at him from the corner of her eye, the corner of her mouth twitching upward slightly as she deliberately softened her tone.

“I brought the kid along on a trip this time. We’ll be heading back home in a couple of days.”

“I see.” Harry hesitated, forcing a weak, bitter smile. “That’s good.”

This time, Hannah successfully put an end to the conversation.

Until they pulled up to the hotel, Harry didn’t start another topic, aside from a quick goodbye.

After checking from the lobby that Harry’s car had driven away, Hannah finally let her calm, guarded expression drop completely.

It was late at night, but she still couldn’t fall asleep.

She scrolled backward through her social media feed all the way to seven years prior.

A faded, yellow–tinted photo appeared on her screen.

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It was a close–up of a man’s forearm, with a bright purple butterfly tattoo inked on it, vivid and almost lifelike.

She traced the photo gently with her finger, then finally rolled over and fell asleep holding her phone tight.

Early the next morning, Isabella had just gotten out of bed when the young housekeepers were already waiting for her right outside her door.

“What’s going on?”

Seeing several of them crowded together at her doorway, Isabella was caught off guard.

“Mrs. Moore, Mr. Moore hasn’t left the house yet!”

“Mrs. Moore, it looks like he’s waiting to have breakfast with you!”

They spoke over one another in quick, worried tones, as if Xavier were some kind of dangerous beast ready to pounce on Isabella.

Isabella found the whole scene equal parts funny and annoying. “What, did he poison my breakfast or something?”

That question only made the young housekeepers look even more alarmed. They hadn’t considered that possibility, but after exchanging nervous glances, they all shook their heads quickly.

“Why are you all this worried about me?”

From what Xavier had told her, these girls had all grown up in the same foster home–they looked out for each other, and they truly cared about her well–being.

“Mrs. Moore, you and Mr. Moore were arguing pretty badly yesterday. I’m scared he might try to get back at you.”

“Mrs. Moore, men can’t be trusted. They always end up hurting the women who care about them.”

“Mrs. Moore, you’re way too kind. I’m worried he’ll trick you or take advantage of you.”

One comment after another nearly made Isabella burst out laughing.

She patted their shoulders and lowered her voice. “You can say these things to me, but make sure he doesn’t hear any of it. He’s the type to hold a grudge, you know.”

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The young maids looked at Isabella as if they had received a blessing, moved, and nodded vigorously.

Isabella was the one who had let them stay. In this house, they would always stand with Isabella!

United against the enemy!

Surrounded by the maids, Isabella made her way to the dining room. Xavier was attended by only one maid, who looked completely nervous.

Isabella felt that when the girl saw her arrive, her expression relaxed so much she almost broke into a smile.

“Morning.”

Seeing Xavier’s less–than–pleased face–he only glanced at her and didn’t bother with a greeting–Isabella spoke up first.

Xavier merely responded with a grunt.

The maids quickly fetched Isabella’s utensils, poured her juice, and cut her meat and bread. Throughout the meal, Isabella only had to reach out or open her mouth.

Noticing the man’s gaze shifting toward them, Isabella said to the our own. You can go and rest now.”

aids, “We can manage on

“Yes, Mrs. Moore.” As they left, the maids looked back at Isabella with reluctance and worry.

Xavier was left speechless. He picked up a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Halfway through breakfast, he suddenly lost his appetite.

Even though these people were indeed hired by him to serve Isabella, the way they acted made it seem like he was some kind of monster.

At this rate, it was hard to tell whether he had hired helpers or a group trying to split the household.

“What’s wrong?” Isabella asked, feigning innocence as she ate, though Xavier’s displeasure was written all over his face.

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