Chapter 123 I Lost Myself

• Francisco's patience had worn thin, his tolerance for disobedience nonexistent. With a steely resolve, he reiterated his command, his voice brooking no argument.
• "Do it," Francisco commanded, his tone unwavering as he watched the maid closely.
• The maid's heart raced with fear as Francisco's shouts pierced the tense atmosphere, her instincts screaming at her to comply with his ruthless demands. Pressing her lips together in a silent plea for mercy, she cast a wary glance at Lily, whose eyes brimmed with guilt and fear.