The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: He Deserves Ugly Witch

Upon seeing Oriana in the foyer, heading towards the servant quarters, Neil’s expression brightened like a brother seeing a younger sibling’s return. He jogged in her direction, smiling pleasantly at her.

"Orian! Finally, you are back!"

She laughed at her fellow attendant’s silly behavior. "You sound as if I have been gone for five years. You do know I was just in the mansion next to us, right?"

"Though you were just nearby, I never got to see you or your shadow. I must say I missed you here. Not just me but even Damien and..."

His gaze landed on Rafal, who was climbing down the stairs from the first floor. "Even Sir Rafal missed you as well."

"What are you talking about?" Rafal glared at them.

"S-Sir Rafal, you kept asking about Orian..."

"Why would I pay attention to the absence of this village boy?" Rafal interrupted him.

"Apologies, Sir Rafal," Neil hurriedly said, but his expression was not even one bit apologetic.

Rafal ignored him and looked at Oriana. "Now you are back, make sure to not slack with your work." He left as soon as he dropped those words.

Oriana simply rolled her eyes at him. ’Really an ass.’ After exchanging a few more words with Neil, she turned to go to her assigned room.

Entering the room, she noticed it was clean, the bed made and the floor spotless. It was obvious the chambermaid assigned for cleaning did a great job—

’Wait...’

That night, she had made a mess on the floor. The state of the room, the one who cleaned it must have seen the bloodstain on the floor.

’Didn’t anyone ask what happened? From Neil’s reaction, looks like no one knows.’ The crease on her forehead eased. ’Why am I worrying? If my secret had been leaked out, His Highness would have beheaded me by now for deceiving him.’

It was evening already and Oriana wondered why she was not summoned to do chores. When she went out and asked Neil, he told her, "You can rest today. I heard you were not well after falling into the lake. You can resume your work tomorrow."

Oriana had a hearty meal and went to bed early.

’At least tonight, I don’t have to go put that brat to sleep. I have no energy and will to him...’

Those were her last thoughts as she closed her eyes.

Arlan was aware of her presence since the moment she had stepped inside the mansion. He could not help but be restless, with her faint scent lingering in the air on the ground floor. As such, he locked himself up in his study, and even his meal, he had them brought to his own chamber.