The louder their voices were, the more freely they felt to talk without consequences. Jessica felt cold though she was covered in the quilt. Jessica felt cold though she was covered in the quilt.
There was no light in the room.
James hasn't returned.
Jessica, after taking a bath, lay on the soft bad. Her intriguing eyes started at the luxurious curvy chandelier in the ceiling. The pure moonlight from outside the window shined on the side of her face. It was like her cheek was being touched by a hand gently.
At the time, Jessica heard how a car drove through the grass. It went from afar and got closer. Finally, the engine sound stopped.
The door of the mansion was quickly pulled open. Jessica could hear those two younger maids' sweet sounds, saying, "Master James, you're back."
He was back.
That strange man was back.
They all addressed Mr. Moore to him.
