Chapter 41

From that day on, my relationship with Vincent returned to the way it was before, the night when I held a knife to his neck; it was just a nightmare. We all choose not to talk about the past. Compared to before, Vincent's attitude towards me is more gentle.

He has significantly changed, but my heart is no longer the same. In my head, I was always thinking about how to get revenge, but on the surface, I still pretended to be submissive and soft to Vincent. Living with two faces makes me feel highly suffocated; I don't know when I turned into the shape I hated the most. I am a weak person; actions and thoughts constantly contradict each other.

Although Vincent allowed me to move around in the house, I know he's constantly monitoring me from afar. Some servants noticed that no matter what I did, their eyes fixed on me to always report to Vincent.

Another week passed, and what he promised me was not fulfilled. The killer he said he would bring in front of me has yet to be seen.

I sat in f