When Henry argued with Stefan about me, I wanted to just disappear but Stefan beat me to it. He exited from the dining room and never looked back. “You shouldn’t offend your brother, Henry,” I reminded him that causing a misunderstanding with his brother wouldn’t benefit him.

“He dared to belittle you, sweetheart,” he reasoned out.

“Even so! By all means, Stefan was right. A maid shouldn’t eat with you.”

“Nonsense. It’s just a meal,” he stated, but when I stared into his eyes, I thought I saw something different.

He looked worried or bothered about something but I couldn’t ask him directly about it. The last thing I would...