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Ryan stood behind them, smiling politely, but her voice couldn’t stop trembling: "Okay, your majesty, send someone to clean it up right away. Miss Annola’s new room has been cleaned up, and it’s in your study. Next door, good night, two of you. +++ Mobile reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net"

Even with her back to him, Anora could still feel those two dagger-like gazes.

In order to prevent Roger from slipping into her room again tonight, Anora resolutely shut him out of her discomfort and wanted to rest alone, and even forced him to hand over the key to the room.

Roger did not embarrass her, and turned back to his bedroom.

As soon as she entered the door, Anora carefully locked the door, pretending to look like the layout of the visiting room, and checked the corners of the whole room. After confirming that there were no cameras, she draped Roger over her in disgust. The jacket on his body was thrown on the ground, and he stomped two feet on it to relieve the depression in his heart.

The sky outside the window was getting brighter, and there were too many changes tonight. Everything impacted her nerves. She must calm down and not be led by the nose.

Anora took a deep breath, shook her head vigorously, picked up the bathrobe prepared at the foot of the bed, and planned to take a cold bath.

She looked at the water outlet for a while, and the water in the bathtub was soon full. She reached out her hand to test the water temperature, the water was cold, and then lay in without hesitation.

She shivered because of the cold water. She slid into the water along the smooth bathtub wall with her eyes closed. It was not until the air stored in her lungs was exhausted that she suddenly poked her head like an oxygen-deficient fish. Out of the water.

She was blinded by Roger's long-lasting affectionate appearance. She should have thought that he and Sugel were of the same essence, and the so-called affection was only a whim.

But think about it carefully, even if Roger's affectionate is a disguise, it is not bad for her. She understands his indulgence to her. She doesn't care about the purpose of this indulgence, she cares about this. Where is the bottom line of indulgence, how much convenience can it bring her.

Thinking of this, Anora determined to find an opportunity to test Roger's "deep love" for her, and see if it could be used to help her escape here.

After Anora made up her mind, she was not as irritable as before. She dried her body and lay on the empty bed staring at the ceiling in a daze. A drowsiness hit her, and she held the key of the room tightly, thinking that no one would be disturbed tonight, and her tight nerves also relaxed, and she slowly fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, Roger's face appeared in front of her again! With a nasty smile!

Anora almost bounced off the bed. She looked at Roger in disbelief, then at the door, at the key in her hand, and at the door.

"How many keys do you have?" She felt as if she had been tricked.

"Just this one." Roger ignored her resistance, smiling and going up to hug her.

Anora avoided him deftly, and then asked, "Then how did you come in this time?"

Roger raised the pin in his hand, begging for praise to convince Annola that he was indeed fooled by him again.

Didn't she think about it before, why would Roger enter her room without even noticing it? The habit for many years keeps her vigilant even in dreams. Why can she be dreamless every day in the manor and sleep peacefully until dawn.

Her eyes fell involuntarily on the aromatherapy burner on the bedside table.

Roger followed her gaze, smiled slightly, and admitted without waiting for her to ask: "Soothe the nerves, the dose is a bit big."

Taking advantage of her dazed Kung Fu, Roger had caught Anora's hand, took the opportunity to embrace her, and roughly held her lips. The sudden exploitation made Annola unprepared, and Roger recklessly swept every corner until she felt dizzy and her feet were soft, and then reluctantly let go of her.

"This is a small punishment for you sneaking into my room." As he said, he licked the corner of his mouth with aftertaste.

Anora was shocked, her face still maintained a calm look: "If I said that I had admitted the wrong room, would your Highness believe it?"

"Of course, I can believe it if you only say it." Roger smiled all the time, his smile was more like a mask, and his true emotions were perfectly concealed under this smile.

Anora couldn't confirm what he said, and simply did not continue the topic, "I am a little hungry, when can I have dinner?"

"Anytime, if necessary, I can cook for you myself." He glanced at her affectionately and walked out of the room with her hand.

"So your Royal Highness still cooks?" Anora pretended to be quite interested, "I don't know what your Royal Highness will do...hiss——"

Roger, who was walking in front of her, stopped suddenly. She was unprepared and hit his sturdy back with her head. She took a breath after eating pain, and waited for her to see where Roger was stopped. , There was a faint anxiety in my heart.

Roger stopped at the door of his study.

He turned around and looked at her with a smile, "You are not curious, how did you get discovered?"

He held her right hand, held her index finger, and gently pressed it against the crack of the door, and slowly slid it from top to bottom. Just near the doorknob, her finger tingled like a needle. Pierced.

Roger opened the door, and a silver needle fell to the ground with a very subtle noise.

She had never found this silver needle before.

As if she had penetrated her mind, Roger leaned into her ear and whispered: "Don't doubt yourself, you are very beautiful and you are careful in doing things, but yesterday, a carpet was placed here, so you can't hear the needle The sound of landing."

Anora stiffened, this feeling of being seen through made her feel very insecure, and Roger's next words made her feel like she fell into an ice cave.

"Actually, you don’t have to spend so much time. I said that as long as you stay with me obediently, no matter what you want to do, I can promise you. It’s just a room. If you want to see it, tell me, I will bring Look." Roger took her to the stairs on the third floor.

He encircled her from behind, pinched her chin in one hand, so that she had to look up at the door, and pointed at the door, and gently asked, "Do you want to see, the one you didn't open? What's hiding behind the door?"

Annola fought silently in her heart. She was very sure that if she said at this moment, Roger would take her to look at the things in the door, but she couldn’t guess how Roger would treat her after reading it. Now, maybe she will be wiped from the world by him with a smile like Jennifer.

"No need." Anora broke away from his arms and said coldly, "I'm hungry, isn't your Royal Highness going to cook for me personally?"

Roger seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, and once again gently took her hand and walked downstairs, as if nothing had happened before.

Ryan had been waiting in the kitchen for a long time and saw Roger and Anora. He greeted them with a trademark smile: "Good afternoon, your highness, good afternoon, Miss Anora, everything is ready, and other things Is your order?"

Roger

With a wave of his hand, Ryan stepped back wittily. If it weren't for the bandage on his left hand, Annola would have suspected that what happened last night was actually her own illusion.

It turns out that not only Roger, but even the people under him can control emotions so terribly.

"What are you thinking?" Roger saw her trance.

Anora was taken aback, then pulled a chair away and sat down on her own: "Thinking about Ryan and Jennifer."

As if he didn't expect her to be so frank, Roger was shocked, then he hooked his mouth, showing a heartfelt smile: "So, you must be careful of Ryan, he will definitely kill you again."

"Since your Highness said so, why leave him? I want to see us kill each other?" Anora picked up a strawberry from the fruit plate and threw it into her mouth, her tone calm as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

"How come? How can I be willing to let others hurt you." Roger looked at her in disbelief, as if she had said something ridiculous.

Anora shrugged, "That's the truth. Ryan looks at me like a cold knife. I think he will kill me at any time. Your Royal Highness knows this better than I do."

"Don't worry, I am the master here." Roger smiled slightly.

The smile is open and unconcealed, and there is also a touch of pampering, just like looking at a wayward little girl, "You are my person."

Anora bent her mouth, she had no intention of angering Roger, but it was definitely not what he expected.

"Then you are not afraid that I will do something to him?" Anora asked rhetorically.

Ryan is very loyal to Roger. If she can provoke the relationship between the two or make Ryan go away, she would be happy to see it. It is not possible. It would be good to kill Ryan. Roger is her enemy and lives here. Everyone in the castle is her enemy.

Roger laughed directly, "It's an honor for him to die in your hands, and he can only blame him for his inferior skills." A faint sight fell on her face, "A big family like us, outsiders see It is a magnificent and magnificent castle, full of yearning, but only those who live in the castle understand that this is a cage full of intrigue, the dark corners can’t even be exposed to the sun, and even the air is full of blood. Do you smell it?

Even the masters of us cannot guarantee that we will not be the master here in the next moment, let alone the subordinates responsible for the safety of the master? "

Annola looked at him quietly, and didn't even move his face when he said those words. What he said was the truth!

Even the Gilgood family is the same.

His eyes met, and after a long time, Annola nodded slightly, "Maybe you are right."

"Sit and wait for me for a while, I'll go get you some food." Roger dropped a kiss on her forehead and turned to work in the kitchen.

Anora was sitting on the high chair next to her, resting her chin in one hand, and looking at Roger with a smile on her face.

If you only look at the appearance, the Dorn family is second to none among the major families in the Royal City of Terra. Both men and women are exceptionally outstanding, and they are blessed by aristocratic auras. No wonder they can fascinate many people.

Roger's height of nearly 1.9 meters made the small apron around him seem too small. He lowered his head and concentrated on spinning around the various pots and pans. The sunlight came in through the glass windows in front of him. The quality utensils and crystal cups jumped up and down, sparkling.

Roger was enveloped by those shards of light, and meticulously carried out the work at hand. During the period, he would occasionally look back at Anora, who was in a trance. Seeing her gaze also fell on his body, he would show a gentle smile. , And then lowered his head to be busy.