The Villainess Gets Her Way Chapter 09

The Villainess Gets Her Way Chapter 09

er that I was the reason he was in this messss.

dede dileitent.

nepnoto towel.

handhidh the basin. Cupped some water. Let it run throughgh my fingers.

an didn’t think. He opened his mouth and caught it, hishimbps brushing my knuckles.

realizedoth there was more in my palm.

ed his facece in my hand like it was holy water.en

ed up at mene through the haze, at my sleeve, my arm, my facacemy small smile.

ly had becocoene dodog sleeping on the floor.

ebastian out.

I slept in the storage room.

two of them saw each other, the air was thick with things unsaid.

ked at Sebastian and thought about the kiss he’d traded for his freedom.

In’t feel as good about it as he thought he would.

looked at Lucian and me and felt nothing but betrayal.

rned fast. He changed my clothes. Drew my baths. Brushed my hair. Did my makeup.

ngs a husband should do for his wife.

Lucian was doing them, standing in Charles’s place.

saw red.

system to watch them and report back. It was the only useful thing it could do.

ht.
said Lucian had crossed a line. That this wasn’t self–preservation anymore. That he was moving in

s’s territory.

tangry too. He said Sebastian was being a hypocrite.

ficed his own dignity, his own first kiss, to get Sebastian out of that room. And now Sebastian was

na traitor?

n’t just anger.

ousy.

had been out for only a few days, but I treated him completely differently.

everything right. He was always there. He worked the hardest.

more interested in Sebastian.

tom Let him run his mouth. Only punished him a little.

adfdd half the stunts Sebastian did, he’d be in serious trouble.

Molande standing in Charles’s shoes.

Same face. Same blood. More freedom.

Who looked more like the missing fiancé than him?

Lucian saw it clearly. Sebastian’s complaints were just spoiled whining.

Lucian was the one who couldn’t even sleep on the bed.

The system finished its report and asked, “Host, why don’t you go easier on Lucian? He’s the one who

listens.”

I spun a coin on the table, staring at the wood.

“Because this is how it has to be.”

People are never more unhappy than when they do all the work and get none of the reward. The imbalance

makes them restless.

And I needed them restless.