Chapter 182

Lawrence's eyes were as calm as he could manage.

After taking over the clothes, he just whispered, "I'm afraid you would be tired."

"It will get better gradually," the doctor said.

"Being in a good mood is of great help to your illness. I am very happy when I think that I will live with you in the future." Darcy looked at him, a little timid even when she was happy.

Lawrence couldn't bear to say anything more to Darcy, She only had one kidney now and couldn't possibly take care of herself, all in an effort to save his mother. He has a responsibility to her now, "Go downstairs." Was all he said.

"Um!" Darcy took his arm.

His white shirt was wrapped in his strong forearm, his shoulders were wide, his waist was straight, and he was extremely reserved. He pulled away from Darcy turning to put his clothes on then returning to escort Darcy downstairs.

The two of them went to the top of the stairs and the smell of breakfast came from the kitchen.

Lawrence suddenly saw that the woman who was busy back and forth in the kitchen was Winnie.

Her face was tangled and white, and she looked like a beautiful cook in an apron. Lawrence stared, at such a picture, like a wife preparing breakfast for her husband, but they cannot go back.

The next moment, his pupils froze. "Why is she in the house?"

"Taylor!" The man's roar stagnated Winnie in the kitchen. She came out with breakfast and tried not to be afraid.

At first glance, she saw Darcy holding Lawrence's arm, and they obviously came out of the second-floor bedroom together.

With a glance, Winnie was about to explain.

Darcy stared at her with a sneer and immediately said innocently, "Lawrence, I woke up in pain and saw that Taylor had quietly let her in. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you at the time because I felt sorry for her being out in the rain and possibly getting sick. I didn't expect her to insist on staying this morning. It's my fault."

She not only portrayed herself as kind-hearted but also unintentionally implicated Taylor as the mastermind behind it all.

"It's none of your business!" Lawrence sneered. "You may have good intentions, but some people have no shame."

Winnie felt a slight chill in her heart as she clearly sensed his sarcasm towards her. Just then, Taylor, who woke up late, entered from the backyard. She was startled to see Winnie hadn't left.

Lawrence sternly questioned, "Taylor, did you let her into the house? Don't you want to work here anymore?"

"Mr. Rodriguez, I..." Taylor was at a loss for words. Mrs. Rodriguez was going to get her into trouble. Winnie remained composed and placed the breakfast on the table before quickly standing in front of Taylor, discreetly squeezing her hand.

She lifted her head and stared at Darcy, but her words were directed at Lawrence. "Taylor only gave me an umbrella last night out of kindness to let me leave. But I used the child as a threat to force her to let me in. It has nothing to do with her. I'm just shamelessly clinging to you."

Lawrence's chest heaved with anger.

Taylor looked at Winnie in astonishment. She didn't expect Mrs. Rodriguez to absolve her.

"Come down, breakfast is ready for you," Winnie said.

Lawrence's facial features tensed up, and no one could see what was in his eyes. He being, a tall man with long legs, walked towards the table.

Winnie forced herself to ignore his expression and spoke softly, "You like light meals, so I made two different breakfasts for you to choose from."

"Darcy!" Suddenly, Lawrence reached out his hand, and a sinister gleam appeared in his eyes. "Your health is important. There happens to be breakfast prepared by the servants. Come and eat."

Darcy hesitated for a moment before quickly taking his hand. Her eyes were filled with smug satisfaction and a sense of pleasure as she stabbed at Winnie.

Winnie watched helplessly as he pushed aside the breakfast that she had prepared meticulously many times over and simply handed it to Darcy.

He showed the utmost care for Darcy. As for Winnie, clinging to him and refusing to leave, he gave her a new identity, as a servant.

'Servant.' Winnie repeated this word over and over again in her mind, each syllable feeling like a needle piercing her throat.

She told herself to be prepared and face all the humiliation and difficulties he would bring, as it was part of his anger. Winnie forced herself to appear numb, standing still.

But how could Darcy miss this opportunity to target her? Darcy looked at the runny egg in front of her and suddenly felt nauseous. Her face quickly turned pale.

"What's wrong?" Lawrence asked concerned.

Darcy felt wronged. "Lawrence, this runny egg is too fishy. Winnie, it's not about you, but I really can't eat it. I'm sorry, my stomach feels really uncomfortable."

Lawrence immediately stood up for her, pushing away the plate and giving a cold glare to Winnie. "Didn't you want to stay here to take care of people?"

"Haven't you heard? She doesn't like it, so do something else." Lawrence said with a tone of indifference.

Taylor looked at the furious Mr. Rodriguez timidly and couldn't stand it anymore. Winnie didn't say anything and took away the plates.

Darcy felt relieved but soon, Winnie came out with another plate of breakfast. It was a burnt soft-boiled egg with a slice of ham, which she handed to Darcy. "Miss Ordelia, please eat."

Darcy smiled bitterly. "It's alright if Miss Anderson doesn't want to cook, I can manage with a little hunger."

Winnie smiled at her. "I'm not very skilled in cooking, but if you can spare some time, Miss Ordelia, and don't mind the trouble, if you stay here for the day, I'm sure I can make a breakfast that satisfies you."

Darcy's eyes turned cold. Is she intentionally challenging her? She didn't have time for this.

Darcy stared coldly at Winnie, turned around, and said, "Lawrence, don't be angry with her, let's go. We have important matters to attend to!"

Lawrence didn't even look at Winnie, he ordered Taylor directly, "If she insists on staying, keep an eye on her. Don't let her enter any rooms, let alone go anywhere near Mother's villa. This is your last chance!"

Taylor trembled all over and dared not disobey. Winnie was already numb to his insults and suspicions. She just reminded him, "Lawrence, remember to take your medicine in the afternoon!"

"Take your poison?" Lawrence sneered, not believing her at all.

Darcy's expression tightened, she raised an eyebrow and said, "I am treating Lawrence's condition, Miss Anderson doesn't need to bother pretending."

Winnie couldn't be bothered with her. She had already dissolved a pill in his glass earlier, and he had already taken it in the morning, when he woke up.

"Darcy, I'll be waiting for you outside. Wear something warm." Lawrence grabbed his coat and left, not willing to stay for another second.

Winnie didn't even remember to ask him anything. Clearly, he wouldn't say another word to her. She felt a tinge of sadness.

When Darcy saw Lawrence walk out, she threw all the breakfast plates onto the floor, making a mess.

She also spilled the vinegar that was on the table all over the floor!

"What are you doing?" Winnie coldly asked.

Darcy approached her and mocked, "You were so good at dealing with me just now, find something to do then. You're a maid now, this is your duty. Weren't you trying to please him?"

"Did you see us coming out of a bedroom? Does it hurt you? Last night, I was with Lawrence!"

Winnie laughed at Darcy's claim.

"What are you laughing about?" Darcy asked in frustration.

Winnie looked at her, "Are you trying to tell me that he would be interested in a recently treated kidney-transplanted patient? After five months of being together, I think I understand his preferences better than that, he's not that depraved."

Darcy's face turned ugly.

Winnie continued, "Miss Ordelia might be a spinster, but even if I wanted some excitement, I wouldn't lie.!"

"You!" Darcy sneered, "In the bathroom this morning, I already saw his body. Lawrence is indulgent towards me! We will be engaged soon, and we'll eventually sleep together. Can a man go without a woman?"

Winnie's hand... froze at Darcy's statement.

Quietly, her heart pierced with pain. She could only pretend to be calm. "What would it hurt to take a look at him? Just because you look doesn't mean you'll have him, what's Miss Ordelia so happy about?"

"..." Darcy was furious. "I'll see how long you can endure. The torment has only just begun!"