"Hah! I can’t do this — I’m done!" Nathaniel huffed out a jagged breath, collapsing on his knees until he was lying on his back. He didn’t care about the dirt that clung to him as he fell into exhaustion.
This was something he wasn’t surprised about. After an entire day of digging with barely any breaks, he usually collapsed until he could no longer lift an arm. Today was no different, and perhaps tomorrow would be the same.
Just thinking about tomorrow made him tear up.
What a life!
As Nathaniel caught his breath, a shadow slowly stretched over him. In no time, he was staring at a pair of bright olive eyes hovering above him.
"Miss Penelope," he called helplessly, assuming she had come to tell him to keep digging. "I can’t do this anymore. The entire garden looks like a field of whack-a-mole. Can I continue tomorrow?"
Asking for forgiveness was something he had already lost hope for. Thus, he chose to ask her to let him continue tomorrow. After all, being able to work tomorrow meant he got to live another day. It wasn’t the best way to survive, but dying had always scared him.
Penny studied the exhausted look on Nathaniel’s face, smiling in satisfaction. Compared to the last time she saw him, Nathaniel had truly lost quite a lot of weight. However, hearing him adjust to his way of life was satisfying in its own right.
"Get up," she said, making his face crumple in dismay.
"Miss Penelope..." a whimper escaped him, his eyes teary. "Please, I can’t continue anymore today. I can’t dig—"
"I asked the kitchen to prepare you some dinner." She raised her brows briefly, giving him a meaningful look. "There are plenty of people in here. So, if you don’t get up now and end up missing your chance for a nice dinner, it’s no one’s fault but... yours."
Even before Penny could finish, Nathaniel crawled to his feet and stood in front of her. She smiled and nodded in satisfaction.
"Wash up," she said. "I’ll wait for you."
"Huh?" Nathaniel furrowed his brows, watching Penny turn around and walk away. "Miss Penelope? Miss Penny, what do you mean you’ll wait for me?!"
But alas, all he saw in return was Penny’s hand waving dismissively without looking back at him.
"Blacky, Chunchun..." she called gently, and Chunchun immediately jumped into her arms while Renny walked beside her.
Nathaniel stood frozen in the same spot, eyes fixed on her figure. His dry mouth parted, wondering if she had forgiven him.
"She wants me to join her for dinner..." he whispered, almost heaving a sigh of relief when another possibility crossed his mind. His face soured as his eyes quickly shone with horror. "Or is this going to be my last supper?!"
With that possibility in mind, Nathaniel almost fled with his tail between his legs. But alas, even if he tried, this place was surrounded by bodyguards, making it impossible for him to leave. Especially with Mark in there; even if Nathaniel tried, it was just impossible.
"Please!" he clasped his hands together, begging the heavens as he gazed up. "Don’t take away my life — I’m still so young!"
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