Anna took a moment to process Juan’s words, and then a flicker of disdain crossed her face. She scooped a small spoonful of porridge into her mouth, but before she could swallow, Juan spoke up.
"It wasn’t me, Madam. Mr. Bennett was the one who changed your clothes…"
"Pfft—cough, cough, cough—!"
Anna nearly choked.
A few grains of porridge got stuck in her nasal cavity, but she had no time to worry about that.
Charles… changed her clothes?!
Her head felt like it was about to explode.
"Cough, cough… cough, cough…"
Her coughing became more violent, her face turning red from both lack of air and sheer shock.
"Getting so worked up just because I changed your clothes?"
A cold, deep voice, tinged with unmistakable mockery, suddenly sounded from above her.
Anna insti
