Forced Marriage: Thirteenth Wife
37. Living Without Self-Esteem

It's been a while since Roxanne's been lying in bed. Although it's hard to say that he misses.

The luxurious room he was given was cold, either because Roxanne was feeling bad or because of the weather.

Roxanne was just lying in the room. Sleep until the afternoon and wake up hungry. Thought Roxanne there was already food on the doorstep, at least as was her initial habit.

But it turns out there isn't.

"Diane told me all the waiters would bring food three times a day." Roxanne looked around, not seeing any servants.

Indeed the servants in this residence are few. Diane said, there are only fifteen maids for the four floors that are very spacious. Fifteen might be a lot of numbers, but this residence is so huge that they call it a Castle instead of a house.

"Even so, has my food never been delivered?"

Roxanne's feeling is a bit bad.

He did not know where the kitchen was because from the beginning he was told to always ask the waiter for his needs, not to do it himself.

But because Roxanne was hungry, she inevitably walked in search of a servant. To the right and to the left until finally found two maids lifting the laundry basket from below.

"Attent." Roxanne's got them. "Who used to take food to my room?"

They looked at each other, then without Roxanne guessing they just lowered their heads, then walked away.

Ignoring Roxanne.

"I understand" Roxanne muttered wryly. "Losing an insider means losing a facility."

Roxanne already said that if at least liked by Graean, he would live comfortably. But instead, once the Graean got distracted over it, a hellish life was really waiting for Roxanne.

Roxanne's stomach began to be uncomfortable because of hunger, but after thinking about it again, she decided to go back to the room to sleep. Unfortunately at midnight, Roxanne is no longer able to hold back.

"I hate this."

Roxanne clenched her hands tightly, trying hard not to cry but couldn't.

He hates this feeling. A strange house is scary enough, but he doesn't even have one person who respects him.

"Live without self-respect."

Mother had told him so.

Although all of that was just a remark on her head, Roxanne bit her lip and replied, "Well, Mother."

If he had to shamelessly live a quiet life, Roxanne would have her shame and morals.

Roxanne pulled her nightgown tighter. Walk up to the fourth floor where Elios must be.

Roxanne was sure Graean wasn't in Elios' room right now. Graean had a pile of work that even made him unable to eat lunch in the lounge.

If yesterday he wasted time accompanying Elios, then tonight he must stay up late working on that pile of work.

"Mrs."

Look, there's no response.

Roxanne pushes Elios' door open, finding him lying on his bed indicating he was still as ill as he was yesterday.

The longer he's been sick, the more Roxanne benefits.

"Me and you are not connected to conscience." Roxanne held the water in her mouth with the medicine before she lowered her head, pressing her lips against Elios.

Slowly and surely the water Roxanne flows along with the drug Arkas, continues to press for Elios to swallow.

Of course, Elios who suddenly got it choked. Even if Roxanne tried to do it slowly, she still coughed a little.

But Roxanne didn't let that happen. He sat on Elios' lap, hugging his body as if he belonged to Roxanne in full.

Thanks to the pain he suffered, Elios was difficult to give a lot of resistance. He was just slowly dragged under the influence of drugs, again drifting into his hallucinations.

"Eri."

"Eli." Roxanne whispered coldly but gently in her ear. "Follow me a minute."

If Roxanne were to lie here, she would be punished.

But if Roxanne makes it look like Elios came down looking for her, in Roxanne's room, no one could blame Roxanne, right?

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