After he finished drinking, I was about to clear the bowl and leave when he suddenly said, “You don’t have to live in the utility room anymore. Move into the nanny’s room tomorrow.”
I froze in my tracks and looked back at him. He had already closed his eyes. “Don’t overthink it. It’s just that the utility room isn’t convenient for me to use you.”
I said nothing, curling my lips in self-mockery. That was right, how could someone like him be so soft-hearted towards me so easily?
The next morning, I carried my luggage to the nanny’s room. As soon as I finished packing, Dominic arrived. “Clean the entire Andrews Family’s residence today. We have guests coming tonight, so don’t make any mistakes.”
A bad feeling suddenly washed over me. I picked up a rag and began wiping the first-floor living room.
The Andrews Family’s residence was enormous, with countless ornaments, each one precious. I wiped with extreme caution, fearing even the slightest mistake.
But the more I feared something, the more likely it would happen. While cleaning the second-floor study, the stool under my feet suddenly shook. Then, the vase beside me fell to the ground and shattered.
“Who told you to touch that?” Dominic quickly rushed over.
Looking at the shards on the floor, he raised his hand and slapped me hard. “This is my sister’s favorite vase!”
He stared at me, his eyes filled with cold hatred. “Kneel on the broken pieces for half an hour and admit your mistake. Only when it hurts enough will you learn your lesson and stop being so careless in the future.”
My face instantly turned pale and my whole body trembled. But I knew I had no room to refuse.
I gritted my teeth and slowly knelt down. The sharp porcelain shards instantly pierced the skin of my knee.
Blood oozed from the broken pieces, staining the floor red. A complex emotion flashed across Dominic’s eyes.
But the next moment, his expression returned to indifference and he turned away. “This is the price you should pay.”
The wound on my knee was getting more and more painful and I was bleeding profusely. I could barely hold on and I had to cling to the table leg to keep from falling.
After half an hour, I struggled to stand, holding onto the wall. Dominic frowned at the sight of the blood on my knee.