While returning, Natalya sighed as she didn't think she could instantly withhold the animosity she had for her little sister after this event.
It was like, her hatred for the latter was a lie in the first place. She quickly returned to Davis's room and saw him cultivating.
She didn't say anything but just removed her mask and watched his young look in admiration.
She had maids serving her before in the past and the reality placed before her left her laughing at the irony of her own fate.
But she was thankful that there was at least a person who was not unscrupulous beyond means, saving her from that cruel fate.
'Part of the reason why he had saved me was maybe that he had felt pity for me...' Natalya thought, contemplating why he had saved her from that place.
She then remembered that at that time, she had wet herself from fear, causing her face to turn into a blush.
