Fight to Death (3)

Harold raised his head subconsciously when he was peeling the pear and noticed Stephanie's falling nightgown sleeve. Harold couldn't help but point at Stephanie's shoulder.

Stephanie looked through Harold's finger and pulled the sleeve up.

Harold washed the peeled pear and gave it to Stephanie.

Stephanie cut half of the pear and handed it back to Harold, "It's for you."

Harold did not take it but stared at it.

Stephanie suddenly thought of something and said, "Well, you believe sharing a pear will bring bad luck, right?"

Harold shook his head and took the pear.

"But our separation is not bad luck, it's a doomed thing." Stephanie said, eating, "You will leave and service Emily and never come back, if your health permits, right?"

"I've told Miss Emily that I'll stay here for Mr. Spencer, " Harold said.

Stephanie nodded and stared at the ground. When she ate her share of the pear, Stephanie wiped her hands and said to Harold, "Good night."

"Good night."