"Betty, she will use the bedroom next to mine," Alex instructed, and a sigh of relief escaped Joanna. She had never shared a room with Logan, so sharing a room with Alex would have been weird.
"Yes, sir," the middle-aged woman smiled and beckoned Joanna to follow her, but she was disturbed.
"Let me help you to your room first," Joanna said to Alex, but he shook his head.
"Just have a good rest. If you need anything, write it on the notepad in your room, and Betty will take care of it when she resumes work tomorrow."
Joanna's heart thumped a little. The house was huge, so why weren't the maids living in it? Also, it was late.
"Where do they live? It's already late."
Alex's expression hardened, and Betty forced a smile. "Ma'am, please let me get you to your room."
Alex casually sipped water, but the darkness in his eyes scared Joanna a little. This crippled man was not as simple as he looked.
