I woke up early because Sir James and I were busy in the office. I slowly got up to cook our breakfast.
My son is still sound asleep. It's been two weeks since he brought us to their house. And something happened to us that day.
But that was the first and the last. That has not been followed yet. Since that day I have been sleeping in Shawn's room.
Sir James and I are almost confused. It seems to be evading.
Although we ate together.
He only talks to me when our son is in front of us. And when he just asks something at me. I feel like he hates me. It looks like I have a contagious disease right now.
So I couldn’t help but feel sad and pain. Because something happened to us at night. He no longer touches me. So I just decided to sleep in my son's room.
But even so, I still tak
