"Emma Aiden..."
The whole day, Emma Aiden was called around like a real daughter-in-law, taking care of Harrison Yale.
One moment, he was thirsty, the next, he was hungry.
As soon as he saw a hint of impatience on her face, he'd immediately clutch his forehead and ask if he was having a fever again.
Complaining about the fever was one thing.
He'd also add, "I'm so pitiful, someone last night stole my quilt while sleeping, didn't give me any, and I was blasted by cold wind all night..."
His weak appearance and resentful tone made him look like he had been mistreated the entire night.
Emma Aiden couldn't remember at all what she was like last night while asleep.
She was drunk, sleeping soundly until morning.
Upon waking, she found he was ill.
Now being accused by him, she wanted to deny it, but had no confidence.
She could only continue to be enslaved by him...
