Hilla was pressed down by Bruce, which was stifling for her.
However, whenever this man heard some noise, he would immediately play dead and left her alone to settle the disturbing situation.
After struggling for a while, she finally pushed him away. Hilla tidied up her clothes in a sorry state, grabbed the quilt, and wrapped it around Bruce.
After making sure that neither of them exposed their private parts, she turned to look at the person at the door.
"You, you are the new servant?"
Margaret frowned when she saw Hilla's overly beautiful face.
Even a woman would be impressed by that face, let alone a man.
She wouldn't believe it if such a beautiful lady appeared in the Anderson family and even hugged the sick Bruce in want for nothing! There must be a conspiracy.
"What? I'm not a servant!"
Hilla quickly replied as she waved her hand. Then, she frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
