The next morning, at the Lawrence Manor, a soft light through the thick fog shone into Jane's cottage, waking her up with a drowsy sleep that still hadn't been enough. Jane felt numb and aching all over her body and bruises on her neck, chest, lips and thighs when yesterday that bastard forcibly kissed Jane's body. She tiredly opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings, thinking:

“Is it already morning? So fast."

Jane still wanted to sleep a few more minutes with this tired body, but things still didn't go as she wanted, Jane forced herself to wake up to work because that is the job that every servant...