36 Caring for his sick wife

From morning till afternoon Jeslyn didn’t go downstairs to eat nor did she open her door to the maids that had been knocking.

Now it’s evening and she’s still inside and a maid is standing outside her door, banging and ringing the doorbell with urgency.

How many hours has it been that the guest she was warned to care for by the butler hasn’t eaten? She loves her job and doesn’t want to be fired.

Being under master Maverick means an automatic protective shield in this hell of a country, so the young maid was frightened by the thousands of bad thoughts running through her mind.

“Ring, ring, ring!”

“Knock, knock, knock!”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Ma’am, please open the door!”

There’s a spare key with the butler however the man couldn’t be found in the large mansion. “Step back.”

The maid turned with a start at the cold voice. She hurriedly stepped out of the way and bowed her head to avoid looking at those cold eyes owned by the demonic man she was working for. When will this master learn to make a sound while walking? Every time, he walks around like he wasn’t stepping on the ground.

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the maid was thinking that, Maverick brought out a key card and slid it through the reader, and waited for it to beep green before he turned the knob and opened the door.

the girl curled up in her sleep with messy hair and

height and stretched his hand to touch her forehead. Maverick knitted his brows after feeling her burning

the house…

glanced around the room for a brief moment before he headed to the

a bowl and a white towel. He sat down beside Jeslyn and turned her from

didn’t stir in her sleep for a

of water, squeezed the water out, and cleaned

repeated the process a few times before folding the

his hand and glanced at his inconspicuous black watch before he stood up

came back to sit beside the sleeping woman and glanced at her face one more time before he looked away with

the headboard with one long leg placed on the bed and the other left on the fluffy

expression unreadable, he stepped

beeping sound of his phone

and the murderous look in his eyes dissipated a little. When he closed and opened

his hand to the top of the drawer to take his phone while

listened to what the other party was saying without uttering a word before he took the phone off his

to the man sitting on the bed before stepping aside for the doctor to come

was no older than Maverick, with his hair dyed white, walked into the room, holding a

the suitcase on the bed and started to open it while

him and closed his eyes with his head resting on the board

Rex left a message in the group saying someone got married. With this lady here, I think the answer is obvious.”

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