Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

At this moment, she just wanted to be alone for a while.

Mrs. Noelle nodded and smiled faintly, “Alright, I’ll go get ready.”

With that, she glanced at Emily Walker before turning and leaving the room.

After Mrs. Noelle left, Emily somewhat listlessly laid down on the bed.

Twenty minutes passed, and Mrs. Noelle, waiting downstairs for Emily to come down, had no choice but to bring the food upstairs.

This time, Mrs. Noelle didn’t knock, but simply pushed the door open.

Approaching the bed, she called out softly, “Lady?”

Her voice was gentle, as if worried Emily was asleep, yet afraid to disturb her.

“Lady?” After calling twice without a response from the child on the bed, Mrs. Noelle was sure she was asleep, put down the food, and carefully pulled up a thin quilt for her.

She then took the food and left the room.

Only after the room door closed again did Emily slowly open her eyes.

Mrs. Noelle was so thoughtful that she couldn’t bear to refuse, so she had to pretend to sleep.

As time passed, Emily laid in bed with no sleepiness, gazing out at the starry sky outside the window where the night had completely enveloped the room.

She heard the nighttime insect chirps in the tranquil summer evening, and the room remained undisturbed until late at night.

That night, Baron Stuart spent the time in his study room.

The next day

Emily woke up early, not knowing how long it took for her to fall into a deep sleep last night.

After a simple wash, she opened the room door to go downstairs but stopped at the staircase entrance.

At this moment, Baron Stuart came out of his study room. When he saw the person in front of him, he also paused.

Emily glanced at him, then lowered her eyes. Without concern, she turned and walked downstairs.

Perhaps she didn’t want to face the man in front of her, and after going downstairs, Emily went straight to the backyard swimming pool to enjoy the early morning sunlight and air.

Looking at the direction of the backyard, Baron Stuart pursed his thin lips, his face as cold and indifferent as ever.

Then, he turned and headed for the front door.

Despite it being Sunday, as the CEO of Futuren Group, he had to deal with business engagements anytime, anywhere.

“Young Master, aren’t you going to have breakfast before leaving?” Mrs. Noelle asked, puzzled, as she saw him at the entry hall.

Today was Sunday, not a regular workday. Even if there were clients scheduled for appointments, why would he have to go out so early?

Reaching the front door, Baron Stuart hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice devoid of warmth, but with a hint of concern, “She didn’t eat dinner last night?”

Mrs. Noelle was taken aback and hesitated for a little while before replying, “Yes, I brought food up later, but when I saw that Lady was asleep, I didn’t wake her up.”

It seemed the Young Master really cared about Lady Carter.

But then, if he cared so much, why did they quarrel like that?

Seeing Emily’s state yesterday, she must have been very heartbroken, right?

But Mrs. Noelle also knew that the Young Master, who had always been proud and self-centered, couldn’t possibly humble himself to bow to a woman, could

Sigh…

“Make sure she has breakfast.” He left the villa with a cold remark.

Watching his retreating figure, Mrs. Noelle looked worried for a moment before turning and heading toward the backyard swimming pool.

After a night of calm reflection, Emily felt much better today, and had come to terms with many things.

However, Baron Stuart’s words were like a dagger that had already stabbed into her heart. Even if it was removed, it was hard to hide the once fatal pain it caused..