A sumptuous meal was served in the evening.

Serena sat at the table and had to use a spoon because her hands were clumsy.

"Madam, aren't you waiting for the master?"

The servants of the house asked a little trembling, if Sir got angry, they couldn't afford the consequences.

"No, I think he's already eating."

Serena had just taken her first bite when the door opened and Matthew's figure appeared in the foyer.

Matthew took off his jacket and placed it on a coat rack off to the side, then walked slowly toward Serena.

The two of them hadn't been on the best of terms lately, so when they bumped...