Chapter 86: Chapter Eighty-Six: No, I Do Not Like Roses
That night, she fell asleep under his coercion.
Although she continued to dream while sleeping, for some reason, this time her dreams felt like they were veiled in a gauze, hazy and indistinct. Even the overwhelming sense of sorrow was much less intense.
Upon waking, she thought that the medicine seemed to be working.
When it was time to take the medicine again, Linda merely mentioned it, and she took it without hesitation.
She didn't want to keep dreaming every night, feeling heartbroken upon waking, which also affected her mood.
Lambert Hobson was a despicable person, but the servants in their household were at least innocent.
After finishing her meal, she asked Linda, "Is it okay if I go for a walk?"
"Of course, there's no
