Three days of tenderness.
That was the rare light in a gloomy life, and Angelica would never snuff out that glimmer by herself.
If she betrayed her master, then she could only live a lifetime like a dog... no, even worse than a dog.
The two nuns, originally smug looks on their faces, gradually stiffened, then disappeared.
"We told you, didn't we? That man never liked you, not once…"
"It's just because of your lowly status, which made it convenient for her to make a move…"
"It's only because your face is pretty enough to arouse his desire."
Angelica laughed, a radiant laugh, though due to the pain in her body, her lips were constantly trembling:
"So what?"
"Even if he's only interested in my face, in my body, so what?"
"At least, in my master's eyes, I am a human being, not a dog!"
The two nuns had not anticipated Angelica's will to be so resolute.
