Chapter 72 The aroma of food filled the air, but with it came the familiar nausea that took over Nancy’s guts and left her raw with emotions and mixed feelings. She carefully closed the door the moment she entered, feeling an urgent need to use the bathroom. The setting rays of the sun sneaked into the room through the window, she had asked them to be left open for some air while she waited in the parlor for either Daniel or his wife to show up. When she came out of the bathroom, Nancy took a sip from the mug on the table since Mitchelle took it upon herself to make sure the portion in the cup was always available wherever Nancy went. This particular pot of the portion was left in the bedroom for special needs such as this one. She was particularly grateful for Mitchelle's portion because it somehow helped to reduce her nausea. She could barely understand her emotions now, it only got worse with each day. Today, she woke up feeling like her bladder was just a sac filled with water

Chapter 74When Nancy woke up, she was lying on the bare floor in a small room. Victor lay beside her, whimpering softly, there was a bleeding wound in her side. Nancy reached out and picked the cat up, it made sounds of relief and relaxed in her hands. She carefully cleaned the wound with one end of her shawl. Using the shawl as a bandage, she wrapped it around Victory's body. It was only to stop the wound from getting infected, because she knew the journey ahead would be rough, and there was no way she would let the innocent cat suffer without her. Nancy felt a twinge of resentment that Derek had left her here alone to fend for herself. Then she reminded herself that it was not his fault, but hers. She was not his responsibility, just another piece of useless furniture in his house. Had he not told her that himself once? that she was here facing God knows what was her fault. If she hadn't disobeyed Derek in the first place and started working in this stable, Phil would never have g

Chapter 76 The men's return to the Lincoln Estate that evening was met with both happiness, sadness and fear. Happiness that their men were finally back safe and sound from the coldness of the outside world, sadness that they had lost a few of them in battle and some were injured, and fear of what the Lord of the house would do and he found out his wife was gone. Derek noticed the pensive looks on the faces of the servants, but he did not think too much of it, so he left his men out there to celebrate their return with their respective families and went straight in. Later, he would go over to his family house to let them know he was back safe, or they might even come to him before then, but right now, he had things to take care of. He was not at all surprised that his own wife was not out there to welcome him like the rest of the women, because he knew she would rather have it that he didn't return at all.He walked briskly into the hall and up the stairs, nodding or shaking his hea

Chapter 78 The next day that followed was hell for Nancy, asides the cold weather in the small empty room which had her shivering do much that she feared she would develop a fever and just drop dead before Phil even had her, the constant fear for whatever lay ahead of her in her little prison kept her up all night. Her constant nausea and the morning sickness that morning was more severe than she had ever experienced in the past weeks since she first conceived. With Mitchelle's tea not available to help her cope with the nausea, Nancy spent more of her time in the small corner that served as a toilet than she did in the empty bed allocated to her. She dreaded the moment when Phil would open the door that morning, but she also looked forward to it, because she knew that this cold was likely going to kill her if she was really to be left in just her undergarments for as long as they thought necessary.She tried her best to keep Victory warm and to keep the wound fresh, feeding the cat

Chapter 80Lying was one thing, living up to that lie was another. Two weeks after that hearty conversation with Phil, Nancy found herself in the parlor of the small house that was once her prison, she was tasked with arranging what was supposed to be a home for her and her captor. Phil was out on a hunting expedition. Even though she was now free to move about the house, she could not leave the house because Phil always made sure the door was securely loved before he left. Nancy had no plans to leave though, not yet. She had to gain his trust first to achieve that fit, and so far, she had managed to convince him not to force the abortion portion down her throat. He still watched her with caution though, and he kept his plans from her, but she was satisfied with just the knowledge that he trusted her enough to let her roam the house freely in his absence. Phil did not announce it to her the first day he left her alone though, he simply wandered out the front door like he usually did