CHAPTER 10

Rhea ran over with a handkerchief to clean it up, but by the time she got there, Preston had already gotten to his feet and headed upstairs.

He had to change his stained tie.

In the bedroom, Luna waited for quite some time, but no one brought her food.

With her stomach growling, she looked around for something to eat and came across a mere box of chrysanthemum tea. With a sigh, she accepted the fact that she would be hungry throughout the day.

She ripped open a chrysanthemum tea bag and started the brewing process. She had learned the art of tea brewing and was quite skilled at it. Soon, a cup of chrysanthemum was sitting in front of her, its aromatic scent permeating the room.

Luna grabbed it, closed her eyes, and chanted, “I’m not hungry. I’m not hungry. I’m not hungry. Oh, this tea smells good.” It was the scene that greeted Preston when he opened the door. He clenched his hands into fists. Was this woman for real?

Preston walked further into the room. Luna had a porcelain cup in