Becoming A Step-son's Mistress

Chapter 6

Cynthia's POV

I lay there for a long, long time and was finally awakened by an anxious voice. I barely snapped out of my chaos before I realized that it was Lucy's adopted child, Adrian, who was calling me. it took me a while to come back to my senses in bed, and I sat up from the bed in a hurry.

"Are you okay?" He looked at me with concern, and I realized that he was holding a bottle of medicine in his hand, the tiny bottle was wet from his sweat in his palm.

"I'm fine… Did Lucy tell you to sneak out? Goodness, did anyone spot you?" I couldn't help but worry, and despite I was very sick, I dragged my aching body to open the door and look around, and felt relieved to see no one following him.

"Don't worry, Cynthia, I'm being careful, take some medicine quickly, and look at your wounds. they are all red and swollen!" He frowned and looked sad.

The body of a child at his age is always thin, plus he looked a little orienta, which made him look unisex and handsome.

I didn't know what to say to him, but suddenly an idea of a new hat came to my mind.

I am a little embarrassed and back to my consciousness, and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, please tell Lucy if there is anything I can to help, just tell me."

I took the bottle of medicine in his hand and took the special medicine. My wound was already a little inflamed, and after drinking some water, I felt a little more comfortable.

Adrian sat on the edge of my bed, after Lucy picked him up, the poor widow treated him as her own child, and has been very good to him, they depend on each other, and they were the only one who cares about me in the manor.

I am grateful to both of them, but I do not dare to talk to them in the open, I do not know what will happen to them if Mark and Mr. Madison knew, so I can only try to be cautious.

It's sad, I don't even have friends.

He looked at me with sad eyes and whispered, "What did Mr. Madison hit you for this time, Cynthia?"

I smiled and stretched out my hand to touch his hair, his hair is not fine and soft like a child, but a little rough, you could the stubbornness of young people from that. My heart couldn't help but soften, knowing that he was worried about me, I reassured him, "I am fine, he didn't hit as hard as last time he did."

We talked for a while, he had other things to do, so he put some food on my table, and left.

There would be no doctor for me, and it was good to have special medicine to eat. In the past I had to lie in bed after a beating and pull through with perseverance, and this time there would be no exception.

The pain in the body again, I didn't have much strength so I slept again.

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A loud noise woke me up from my sleep, my extreme tiredness made me dizzy, I wrapped myself tightly with the quilt and looked towards the door to find that it was angry Mark and a few servants.

I was so flustered that I didn't know what he was doing here, so I did my best to hide under the covers.

Mark grimaced and came up and grabbed me by the hair and dragged me off the bed. I was in too much pain to make a sound and slowly curled myself up together on the floor, my pride did not allow me to cry out in pain and I could only put up a full guard in silence so that I could forget the pain for a while under my guard.

"Oh, madam, you slept well, do I need to say good afternoon to you?" He slowly raised a frightening smile and grabbed me by the hair forcing me to look up at him. My face was taut and such distance made me uneasy.

I didn't know why he was suddenly coming after me again, I hadn't left the room since I was kicked back, I didn't know what had angered him again, did Mr.Madison ask me to meet him again?

"Is it Mr. Madison who wants to see me? Please let go of me, I'll be right over…" The pain made me speak slowly gasping for breath, I wished he would let go of my hair quickly, it was too painful.

"Who gave you the medicine?" His eyes turned to the bottle of potent medicine on the table and I was startled, wondering why he knew about it! I live so far away, it shouldn't be possible for anyone to notice, and by the way, he looked like, he was clearly prepared…

I bit my lips tightly, and I was reluctant to say the name, Lucy and Adrian have helped me a lot, if I am relocated and implicated because of what happened to me, what should I do?

"Don't need to say the name, I know… Madam, you do love to make these messes, let me see, a hat, these feathers are familiar, perhaps, it has something to do with Lucy in the kitchen?" He let go of my hair and wandered around the room, my heart lifting so high, but when he said Lucy's name, my heart dropped from high in the air.

My God, how did he know someone was coming to deliver my medication? He came so fast that I had to wonder if someone had seen him and darted off to tell on me!

"I don't remember Lucy having any permission to leave the manor, so it seems that she must have been following the orders of Mrs. Madison, and Mr. Madison must be very concerned about this.

He had a very wild expression, and I knew that he must be very pleased to be able to catch me in the act. Mark was Mr.Madison's most loyal servant, and Mr.Madison hated me, and he hated me so much that he punishes me every day.

"No! This has nothing to do with her!" I raised my head and denied, "This bottle of medicine is mine, I got it by chance a long time ago, it has nothing to do with her!"

I couldn't implicate Lucy, moreover, Lucy wasn't here, and Mark didn't have any evidence.

"This was found by Mr. Arther Madison, you mean that Mr. Arther Madison will lie to Mr. Madison?" He smiled broadly in triumph, and my heart immediately went cold.

Arther… He really hates me so much, it's just a bottle of medicine, and he…

What am I going to do, Lucy was obviously kind enough to help me, is she going to be relentlessly angry with me? Oh my God, what am I going to do?

Mark turned around and left, he couldn't wait to tell Mr. Madison the news, usually he would try to bully me a bit, but today did not slap me, but I was not the least bit happy, because I know, if Mr. Madison knew, there will be a heavier punishment waiting for me…

Arther 's POV:

I couldn't tell you how irritated I was when I left that cabin, and when I got back to the study I realized that I had spent a very short time, and it seemed that I had walked as fast as I could in anger all the way.

I hope no one else noticed me, I do not want to be seen.

I knew that the woman had someone to give her attention, but I was still annoyed, I can't say what I was annoyed about, I think it was because of her infidelity. As much as I hate my father, since she was desperate to marry him, she should have kept her virginity for him so as not to disgrace me.

Yes, that's it. She is my stepmother, and her disgrace is a disgrace to my family name, and my anger is justified.

I sat for a while to calm down, Chris came into the room and said with a frown, "Mr. Edward Madison, just now I came back from outside and found Mark has been secretly following you, he did not do anything against you, right?"

I subconsciously looked up and asked, "He has been following me?"

Chris nodded: "I saw that you were preoccupied and probably didn't notice him, I went to the other people who were secretly protecting you and asked them, he had been following you, but they didn't tell you since you hadn't instructed them to."

Damn, I didn't want too many people to know the details of the conflict between me and my father, and it actually had consequences like this.

I hammered my fist on the table in annoyance, even though I was just hanging out inside the castle, I hated anyone following me and I waved my hand at Chris, "Go warn him to stop following me." After thinking about it, I added, "No need to see blood, he… Forget it, just remember what I said."

Mark is still loyal and was respectful to my mother when I was little, so spare his life for now.

If he had been following me, wouldn't that have seen me go to Cynthia's as well?

…It was annoying, and it was that woman's fault.

There was something oddly disturbing in my mind, but I couldn't find the source and could only attribute it to the good-looking woman who just seemed to have a lot of tricks up her sleeve.

It was late in the evening when I came out of the study. I had just returned here and naturally had an endless list of things to do, especially taking care of the estate my mother had left behind, which would took me a while.

I instructed Chris while walking out: "Find another designer for those two ready-to-wear stores, and have someone go to the countryside to find more handy tailors, if we keep losing money like this we'll have to close the store."

Chris said embarrassedly: "To make a new design… We've been looking for a designer like this for at least a year, and we haven't found one."

I didn't want to close the store, these two ready-to-wear stores were my mother's painstaking effort, but after the death of the designer, the business became much worse than before, which gave me a big headache.

As we talked and walked out into the courtyard, I realized that woman was standing shivering under a tree in the courtyard, and as I walked out, she stared at me with a pleading gaze, her eyes containing tears of pity, making my heart feel like it was blocked by something.

The feeling was uncomfortable, and I waved my hand for Chris to do what I had said, leaving the two of us standing in the courtyard. I straightened my clothes and walked over to her, looking at her condescendingly, "What are you doing here again?"

She opened her mouth, her voice was timid and choking: "Mr. Edward Madison, please… Can you spare Lucy?"

I frowned, what was this woman saying that I couldn't understand? Is this some new trick?

Thinking about it, I instantly lost interest, I didn't care what she was saying, I didn't have any obligation to stay here and listen to her anyway.

"Why don't you go beg your husband? You were able to marry in as a slave anyway, so naturally, you have a way to please him, don't you?" I said indifferently, not wanting to look at her instantly pale face again, and turned to leave.

I don't care who she was talking about, staying in the same place with this woman is considered me giving face to my hypocritical and greedy father.