"What happened that night... Thank you... Two rosy clouds quickly spread across Lillian's face.

That night she smelled the incense and woke up to be covered with ambiguous bluish-purple spots. She couldn't think of anyone else to save her except Alaric.

But she waited conservatively for two days, and there was no sign of Alaric's brother, so she had to come on her own initiative...

But instead of looking at her, he was sitting sideways at his desk, holding a tablet in his hand.

Hearing Lillian's voice, he still didn't look up but asked indifferently, "Did I do something that made you misunderstand?"

"Alaric, are you still angry with me? That night it was all my fault for being a little confused. I heard what the servants said that this kind of incense could relieve tension, especially on the first day, so... I didn't mean it..." With that, tears streamed down.

Alaric frowned. Women are indeed made of water, and shedding tears at the slightest provocation made him a little annoyed.

The woman flashed through his mind, with alluring cat eyes that liked to stare at him stubbornly. What would she look like in front of him with tears like pear blossoms?

He couldn't imagine it at all, wondering if she would cry if he had driven her to a dead end.

Would she cry for him?

Lost in thought, the finger tapped on the tablet, then casually threw the computer onto the table, making a sound that startled Lillian, and indeed she stopped crying.

"I didn't touch you that night, and Ian said the red dots on your body were drug allergies."

"How could that be?" Lillian took a step back in disbelief: "But I..."

"I'm not interested in you." Alaric spoke straightforwardly, fearing that his vague expression might mislead the woman in front of him.

"Impossible, then why did you call me here? And why did you let me stay?"

Alaric slowly pulled out a cigarette. Diana called Lillian, and he went with the flow, wanting to see what she was up to. He had never liked to live with women, even servants, mostly in the side yard next door. Everything that could touch his body was handled by David, more often by himself.

"You don't like staying here?"

"No, I thought it was because..."

"Grandma likes you very much. You can spend more time with her."

Although he didn't reply directly, it was clear that it was because Mrs. Rosa liked her that she was allowed to stay.

Tears were still welling up in her eyes. Lillian tightly clutched her skirt, her hands full of grievance and resentment. She lowered her eyes and asked, "Could you tell me where I'm not good enough?"

"I'm not interested." It's actually a lack of sexual interest.

"What about you with Diana?"

"That's not what you should ask."

"Why shouldn't I ask? There's a lot of gossip that you and I are both innocent and willing, and you never explain or clarify, I thought..."

"No clarification, I'm too lazy to do so."

"Are you borrowing me as your sister's shield?" She could see that Alaric treated Lila differently, with no coldness towards her and no impatience towards Diana.

She was extremely patient, knowing exactly what a man's patience with a woman meant, and a little sad.

Alaric's face turned pale at once and he pointed at the door: "Get out."

"Did you make your sister wait for four years? There are still half a year left. If she comes back, will you give her everything..." It turns out that his heart, including the place for Mr. Alaric's wife, is for Lila Park...

"What else do you know?"

"If Diana doesn't get pregnant within four years of marriage, the House of Owen will kick her out, so your agreement with her sister is also four years, right?"

"Whatever you want, if you're not happy living here, you can go back to House of Park."

"Alaric, I love this place. No matter who you like, I will try to make you like me, and I will also keep your secrets." Saying that, as if he had made a major decision, he turned and walked out quickly.

......

In the bedroom, Diana was dozing off. As the room needed to be ventilated, the door was not closed, and faint voices of Alaric and Lillian came from the study next door.

[I didn't touch you last night, the red dots on your body are drug allergies]

Could you tell me where it's not good enough?

[You're just using me as your sister's shield, aren't you?]

[If she comes back, you'll give her everything...]

[Within four years, if Diana doesn't get pregnant, the House of Owen will kick her out, and the time you agreed with Lila is also four years, right?]

Lillian's voice was a bit hoarse, with a wailing tone.

Having disturbed Diana's sweet dream, she frowned unhappily. It turned out that the rumor that Alaric and Miss House of Park had been childhood sweethearts was not Lillian, but Lila...

A thunderbolt.

Alaric managed to keep this secret so well, so well that it didn't leak anything.

She did meet Lila once. Unlike Lillian, who was pitiful with a little trick, Lila was elegant and graceful. She was breathtakingly beautiful but very low-key and comfortable.

She is the opposite type of herself.

Alaric loved her, even if it was understandable, from the fact that he would use Lillian as a shield to protect her, it was evident that he was devoted and caring.

But who he likes has nothing to do with her? According to Lillian, if she doesn't get pregnant with his child within four years she will be kicked out of the House of Owen, so she doesn't have to do anything and endure for another half a year. As long as she doesn't get pregnant, she can leave the House of Owen smoothly, right?

She had dreamed of leaving.

But there was one thing she couldn't figure out. If Alaric was deeply in love with Lila, why was he indifferent to her current desperate efforts to divorce her?

What a strange man.

After taking the fever-reducing medicine, he felt much more energetic.

When the servant came to help her get dressed and looked around, he realized that he was still in Alaric's bedroom and her clothes were still in his own room, and said to the servant, "Bring me the clothes in my room."

"Madam, your clothes were brought over by the young master this morning and placed together with the young master's." The servant pulled open the cloakroom door, and indeed there were clothes on both sides, Alaric's on one side and hers on the other.

Let her stay here?

Not afraid of Lila tasting?

The young master is not afraid of anything, even if he wants to have three wives and four concubines and ends up favoring Lila alone, Lila will not care at all.

That man had eaten fishy food once, but was interested in her body, and Lila was no longer a substitute. To put it bluntly, she was just a substitute.

Finger through a row of clothes, she finally chose a royal blue suit, which is very popular this year for wearing pajamas over, especially this style. Her hair was uncombed and loose, and with the suit, she looked both laid-back and seductive.

"Is dinner ready in the kitchen?"

"Yes, the young master said the young lady was ill and asked me to ask you what you would like to eat so that the kitchen could do it again."

"No need. I'll make it myself."

"......" The servant looked at Diana in astonishment, not daring to say much. In the past, the young lady was most afraid to go into the kitchen, especially the smell of cooking oil, which she would say she couldn't stand, but now she had to cook herself. Why did she feel something was strange?

Diana stretched her body, so comfortable, just the casual movement was so beautiful that the servant was amazed. She had been by her side for more than three years and had never seen her so lively and so natural.

Diana yawned lazily and turned downstairs into the kitchen.

Caleb did her such a big favor, only asking to have the shredded chicken noodles she made by hand. Of course, she would do her best to fulfill such a small wish.

In the House of Howard, for the sake of making her Mrs. Alaric and giving her an exorbitant dowry, fearing that she would develop calluses on her hands, she was not allowed to work.

Now at the Night's house, since she found out that she had an excess of the novel virus in her body, she had to be extremely cautious and do everything herself.

She had never made shredded chicken noodles before. She opened the recipe APP on her phone and took the ingredients out of the fridge.

"Madam, I'll do it." Seeing that she was going to do it herself, the cook, if Mr. Alaric knew that she wouldn't lose her job, quickly put down the vegetables she was picking and ran over.

"No, I can do it myself."

I'll make some chicken soup first. I can also have some chicken soup to nourish myself when I'm sick, so that I can have the strength to deal with Alaric.