Layla's POV
I skipped dinner that night, too angry to eat. I rushed to my room, collapsed on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling. "Why am I mad at him?" I asked myself. "I knew what I was getting into. I should be happy he is back to his old self." I comforted myself.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. I hesitated, thinking it might be Alex, but as the knocking persisted, I got up to answer it. To my surprise, it was Nora, one of the maids, carrying a tray of food. "Nora, what are you doing here?" I asked, staring at the maid in gratitude.
Nora smiled warmly. "I brought you some food, ma'am. You shouldn't go hungry just because of the boss's behavior." She set the tray down on the table and added, "I wish I could stay and keep you company, but I have a lot of work to do."
