The next day, Selina woke up from her bed. She was in a trance for a moment until there was a knock on the door.

She got out of bed with barefoot. When she opened the door, she saw the servant who handed the tissue yesterday, carrying a plate of fruit, two pieces of toast and a glass of milk.

“It’s time for breakfast, madam.”

The servant looked at Selina, smiling tenderly, as if she were looking at his own child.

Selina was in a trance for a moment, rubbing her temples, “Last night, I...”

“You fell asleep on the sofa last night. I brought you up.” As the servant...