Bab 92: 017 Scapegoats（Complete Edition）

Chad had woken up in the morning in such a bad state that she couldn't eat breakfast and only drank a few sips of hot tea, so even as hard as she was, she couldn't throw up anything.

With her hand propped up on the window frame and a few veins rose on the back of her slender hand, Chad's mind went blank.

She heard footsteps coming from behind her, and then the tip of her nose caught the scent of freesia, which made her realise that she was still at the Duke's heels.

How could she be so out of her element in front of the Duke?

Immediately afterwards, a silk handkerchief moved from back to front, covering her mouth and nose and wiping the dirt from the corners of her lips, a gesture that wasn't gentle, but which pulled Chad back from the void.

Orville threw the dirty handkerchief directly out of the window, he was afraid of dirt, stained with filth silk handkerchief, even if it is cleaned, he will not stay again.