Suddenly the door of the ward was pushed open, and a charming woman came in with a fierce manner.
"Miss, Miss Carter..." Chester looked at her and stammered. After all, he had just mentioned her, so he was somewhat guilty.
"You go out." Madeline looked at Chester disdainfully.
Chester seemed accustomed to her attitude, but he still stood in front of Simon's bed.
Madeline glared at him angrily. "Dare you not listen to me?"
"Miss Carter, Young Master is still injured…." Chester said, neither humble nor pushy.
He was Simon's man. Why did he have to listen to Madeline's orders? Furthermore, Simon was injured. He wasn't silly. How could he allow them to stay with each other alone?
"You...!" Madeline was even more annoyed. Today, almost everything went wrong, and now even a servant of Simon's dared to talk back to her?
"All right, you go out." Simon opened his mouth and said, "Even if I'm injured, I won't be hurt by a woman."
