I got goosebumps at the voice that I shouldn't have heard.
Speaking of the intensity of goosebumps, it was creepy as if I had encountered a zombie crawling out in front of the tomb on a midsummer night.
"What are you doing here, Young Master Herthas?"
"The Marquis invited me to dinner, so I'm on the way—"
Yurtha's gaze stuck in me.
No matter how ominous his pleasantly curved mouth was, I sneaked away from the gaze.
"By the way, did you just say that the maid is quitting her job?"
Butler, please be quiet.
I sent intense eyes towards the butler, but unfortunately, the butler didn't look at me.
"Yes, that's right. Do you know Rosie?"
"Of course."
—Obviously, the two were talking about me, and it formed an atmosphere in which I, the party, could not join.
"She's the Marquis' bedroom attendant, that maid."
At that, the butler burst into a dry cough as if embarrassed.
Yurtha persistently sent me a gaze and smiled.
"Then I'll get going."
Like that, Yurtha left, and I had no choice but to grab the back of my neck while looking at the back.
Even after Yurtha disappeared, the butler kept coughing and looked back at me.
"Rosie, what were you trying to say?"
Ah, my back—.
I grabbed the back of my neck reflexively.
"Rosie, are you sick?"
"My back neck hurts—"
"Oh, my. You're still young—"
The butler clicked his tongue as if it can't be, but I was so depressed that I wanted to cry.
Because the person who made the thing very worst actually doesn't know what's going on—.
"You must have a very sore throat. Can we continue to talk now?"
"... Of course. It doesn't interfere with what I say."
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The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me
RomanceI possessed someone in a BL novel of forced imprisonment. I became a maid who brings the meals to the male lead (top) who was imprisoned by the main love interest (bottom). I was destined to die when the male lead tried to escape from his confinemen...
