Chapter 433: Only You Can Help Him

What happened in the morning unsettles me. Even when Frances talks to me, I just give him some
perfunctory responds.

Actually, I don't want to say a single word to him, but I'm afraid that Hilda will put on a triumphant look if
I keeps silent.

After this incident, Frances bans me from the kitchen again.

He doesn't even allow me to touch anything related to fire.

I know that he's scared.

I am even more frightened. Even if he doesn't say it, I won't have the courage to be in the kitchen for a
long time.

Most importantly, I can't be alone with Hilda.

At noon, Frances goes to the company. Hilda and I sit in the living room.

Of course, nanny is here, too.

I'm not scared when someone else is here.

"You did that, didn't you?"

I say with a positive tone.

Hilda probably pulled my dress towards the fire when I didn't notice.

She smiles at me and shrugs innocently.



"Frances believed that I didn't do it. Do you think there's any point in having this conversation with me
now?"

Although I hate her and think she did it, I have no proof. No matter what I say, no one will believe me.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, I find it's half past one.

Although the place where Violet and I will meet is close, I would rather go out early since I really don't
want to stay with Hilda.

On the way, I feel a burning sensation in my wrist.

I look down and see that it's red and swollen.

It's probably burned when I take off my dress. I didn't feel any pain. Now with the sun, it starts to hurt.

There happens to be a pharmacy nearby. I buy a scald ointment and put it on my wrist before I go into
the club.

Just as I walk in, someone is calling me from behind.

Turning around, I see Violet with an exquisite make-up.

However, there's a faint sadness on her face, which looks pitiful and lovely.

Although I don't like Violet, I have to admit that she is much better than Hilda.

After we go into the private room and order some coffee, she speaks first.

"Jane, I have nothing to hide. I hope that you can help Steven."

Her words puzzle me since I don't understand what she means.



She frowned and said sadly, "You probably don't know how much Steven loves you. We've been
married for a few days, but he never touches me. He even goes to the bar every night to get drunk and
comes back at dawn. Even when he falls asleep, he calls your name."

"I thought that he was a playboy and I never expected that he would have such a deep affection for
you. Although he marries me, he never forgets about you. You're a drug that he can't quit. He takes out
his phone, wanting to call you every day. But he never does. I want to go into his heart and warm him
up, but he doesn't even give me a chance."

Violet says as tears flow down her cheeks.

If Violet didn't tell me, I wouldn't know that Steven treated her like this.

I don't expect that Steven can't get over me even though he's married.

It is too cruel to his wife.

However, when it comes to a relationship, outsiders' hands are tied.

I sigh and say to her.

"What do you think I can help you with?"


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