Caring for his sick wife

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From morning till afternoon Jeslyn didn't go downstairs to eat nor did she open her door to the maids that had been knocking. 

Now it's evening and she's still inside and a maid is standing outside her door, banging and ringing the doorbell with urgency.

How many hours has it been that the guest she was warned to care for by the butler hasn't eaten? She loves her job and doesn't want to be fired. 

Being under master Maverick means an automatic protective shield in this hell of a country, so the young maid was frightened by the thousands of bad thoughts running through her mind.

"Ring, ring, ring!" 

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Ma'am, please open the door!"

There's a spare key with the butler however the man couldn't be found in the large mansion. 

"Step back."

The maid turned with a start at the cold voice. She hurriedly stepped out of the way and bowed her head to avoid looking at those cold eyes owned by the demonic man she was working for.