Perhaps it was because he had exerted too much force, Emily Walker accidentally bumped into a nearby decorative shelf and almost stumbled and fell.
Following that, she only heard a 'bang' as the door was slammed shut, carrying with it Baron Stuart's anger, disappearing at the doorway.
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Everything seemed to have calmed down. Emily leaned against the wall, lowering her head somewhat feebly and closing her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Why would such unbearable words come from his mouth? Her heart was so tired and pained.
Would she have to bear this feeling alone forever?
Time passed quietly, half an hour had gone by.
Mrs. Noelle downstairs had already prepared dinner, but she had heard the quarrel earlier very clearly. She didn't know whether she should call them or not.
After struggling with herself for a moment, Mrs. Noelle went upstairs.
Although the Young Master had a somewhat unpredictable temper, he was still somewhat kinder to his wet nurse.
