The servant Lowered her head timidly and explained, âMrs.
Wright said that youâre not allowed to eat today.
Since you and Caleb havenât marked each other, you donât know his pain.
Mates should share each otherâs pain, so she wants you to starve for one day in order to suffer with her son.
â
What? How could she do this?
I couldnât help but frown, finding the whole thing so ridiculous.
Indeed, because Caleb and I hadnât marked each other, I didnât know that his âpunishmentâ was all just an act.
But I never wouldâve thought that Jenifer would deliberately starve me so that Iâd suffer alongside Caleb.
I couldnât understand where Jenifer was coming from, but I refused to suffer for no reason.
So I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.
However, as soon as I approached the kitchen door, several servants blocked my way.
They seemed to be afraid of me.
I could see that they were trembling, and they didnât even dare to make eye contact with me.
âMiss Clarkson, please donât make things difficult for us.
Mrs.
Wright was very adamant about her instructions not to let you eat.
If we donât stop you, sheâLl punish us.
â
Obviously, the servants feared Jenifer more than me.
I looked at their pitiful figures in silence.
Jenifer was too cruel!
Just then, I heard footsteps approaching.
I turned around and found it was only Denise.
It seemed she had also come here to look for food.
She looked at me gloatingly.
Although she couldnât speak, the smug smile that tugged at the corners of her mouth was very telling.
I sneered at her coldly, saying, âDenise, Iâd get some rest if I were you.
Caleb and I donât want you to be a dumb mute at our wedding.
I canât wait to hear your well wishes for our marriage.
â
Deniseâs smile immediately vanished, replaced with a scowl.
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She glared at me angrily and gritted her teeth.
It was my turn to smile at her complacently.
Afterwards, I turned around and went back to my room.
ALL afternoon, I felt like a prisoner.
I couldnât go anywhere, nor could I eat anything.
In the evening, the servant brought me another glass of water.
I couldnât even answer the door this time.
I could only lay in bed weakly as my stomach rumbled with ravenous hunger.
It was said that sleep could relieve hunger, so I went to bed early.
But at midnight, I woke up from my grumbling stomach.
I curled up in a corner of the bed.
I was in so much discomfort, feeling as though a fire had been ignited in my stomach and was eating me alive.
The acidity in my stomach made me nauseous, so I couldnât help but retch, cursing Jenifer for her cruelty.