Cassandra

After dinner, I felt so tired that I wanted to go to bed, but Christian’s mother wouldn't stop talking. I wanted to get up from the table and go to my room, but Gyle shot me a deadly look when he noticed my intention. I stayed at the table. I don't even know why I did it. Gyle was my employee, not my father, let alone the owner of the house to give me orders, but still, I stayed with them.

During dinner, Christian and I exchanged glances a couple of times. I was fed up with having him in front of me because I couldn't help but make...