“Ah. Ah. It hurts. It hurts a lot.” Gillian pursed her lips and mumbled in a hoarse whisper, her words so low that one could hardly hear.

Feeling the familiar hand that stroked her stomach, a sense of indignation overwhelmed Gillian, and she raised her head to glare daggers at Augustus with her red eyes. Shameless. Indecent. Hmph.

Immediately, Gillian straightened her back but not without crying out pitifully and letting out endless curses in her heart. “Young master, you can’t stay in my room anymore.” She straightforwardly and ruthlessly declared

Back then, Gillian thought that Augustus was truly a retard and because of that she had let down her...