CHAPTER 915: CHAPTER 915: NO SENSE OF DUTY AS SOMEONE ELSE’S MAID?

Cherry was pushed away by the force, her whole body tumbling backward and crashing onto the sofa.

At that moment, with a "snap," Julian Rathborne had already turned on the wall lamp in the room, the dazzling light immediately stinging Cherry’s eyes. She was still wearing that sexy outfit, and as she fell, it tore, leaving her in a mess, nowhere to hide.

Ah!

Cherry let out a pale-faced scream.

Julian Rathborne was furious, his handsome brow shrouded in an unprecedented frost and gloom. He looked down at Cherry, "Speak, who let you in?"

Cherry had hit the sharp corner of the sofa and was trembling in pain all over, but she couldn’t care about the pain because Julian Rathborne’s eyes at this moment were like a poisoned knife, as if he wished to stab it right into her heart.

"M-Mr. Rathborne, spare me, it’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have come in, it was...it was Seraphina Linden who let me in!"

Julian Rathborne’s thin lips pressed into a pale arc, "What did you say?"

Seraphina Linden let her in?

Cherry was really full of jealousy and hatred, so she came up with a good idea, which was to wear this seductive outfit and seduce Julian Rathborne first.

Cherry had a mysterious confidence in her figure, she believed Julian Rathborne wouldn’t reject her. Then she’d ascend to being the mistress of this place.

Who knew Julian Rathborne would be so ruthless to her, Cherry now only wanted to keep her life.

"Yes...yes, it was Seraphina Linden who let me in. I followed your orders and delivered the outfit to her, but she was furious on the spot, scolding you as lewd and shameless. She threw the outfit back at me, asking me to wear it for you to see," Cherry lied.

Julian Rathborne’s heart was already ablaze with fury, how dare she!

It’s one thing if she doesn’t want to, but she dares to push other women into his room, it’s outrageous!

Seraphina Linden!

Julian Rathborne stormed out.

...

Seraphina Linden left the villa, she wanted to leave this place, she would never come here again.

Julian Rathborne is a bastard!

Right now, her mind was filled with the scene she just witnessed, him holding that delicate Cherry in his arms. If she hadn’t disturbed them, they would probably be entangled together by now.

Cherry was also wearing that outfit. Since he let Cherry wear it, why did he want her to wear it too?

Was he intentionally humiliating her, or did he want to enjoy having both women?

Seraphina Linden wanted to quickly leave, but behind her, a steady series of footsteps rapidly approached, Julian Rathborne was catching up.

Julian Rathborne grabbed her delicate wrist, "Seraphina Linden, stop right there!"

Seraphina Linden immediately tried to shake off his big hand, "Julian Rathborne, let go of me, don’t touch me with your filthy hands!"

Filthy?

Julian Rathborne tugged strongly, pulling her lithe, tight body into his arms, "Seraphina Linden, what right do you have to call me filthy?"

Being pulled into his arms, Seraphina Linden felt like her bones were about to shatter. Her sense of smell was very keen, she immediately picked up the artificial perfume scent of another woman from him, left by Cherry.

Seraphina Linden felt a needle prick in her heart, it was stuffy and she was finding it hard to breathe. She struggled hard, "Let me go, Julian Rathborne, I hate you, I don’t want to see you anymore!"

She said she hated him!

Actually, she didn’t need to say anything, he already knew she hated him. She didn’t like him at all, not even a bit, her heart had no place for him.

So, that’s why she could so readily push other women towards him.

Julian Rathborne laughed in anger, his strong arm forcefully confining her in his embrace, "I really am sorry, but I am your master now, I bought you. Even if you hate me, you must stay by my side! Without my permission, you are not allowed to step even half a step out of here!"

Finishing his words, Julian Rathborne hoisted her up, carrying her over his firm shoulder, and strode back into the villa, heading straight for the master bedroom upstairs.

Seraphina Linden pounded on him with her fists. Actually, she could have used needles, but for some reason, her intelligence always seemed offline recently and she forgot it entirely, her fists instead were like tickling him.

Julian Rathborne kicked open the door to the master bedroom, carrying her in.

The maids downstairs watched the scene, trembling, and one quickly took out a phone to call The Rathborne Dowager at the Rathborne mansion.

At this moment, the Rathborne mansion was filled with laughter and joy, because Hayden Crawford and Serena Sterling were visiting with little Willow Crawford to see The Rathborne Dowager.

In the living room, The Rathborne Dowager and Serena Sterling were sitting on the sofa chatting, when the phone rang, Butler Felix whispered, "The Dowager, there’s a call from Master Julian’s place."

Actually, The Rathborne Dowager saw everything clearly, the last time Julian Rathborne brought Seraphina Linden back, the two of them acted like a loving couple in front of her. She had already seen through it but didn’t expose it.

Now that Julian Rathborne brought Seraphina Linden to his private villa, she knew all about it.

The Rathborne Dowager glanced at Butler Felix, "It’s just a phone call, why panic?"

Butler Felix, "...The Dowager, I heard Master Julian and Miss Linden had a fight..."

"A fight?" The Rathborne Dowager chewed on these words, then she laughed, "A good fight, a wonderful fight, let them fight, fighting is healthy."

Butler Felix was bewildered.

Then Serena Sterling spoke with a smile, "Butler Felix, no need to worry. My parents may be older, but it’s their first time in love. Lovers in love sometimes act like children, arguing and bickering, it’s nothing. I came back to Aethelgard this time just for my parents, everything is under control, so don’t worry."

Butler Felix’s gaze fell on Serena Sterling, and he saw the intelligent and composed light flickering in her bright eyes, as bright as ever, and carrying a mature, composed demeanor honed over time that commanded trust and confidence.

Butler Felix suddenly felt no urgency. Why fret, with The Dowager and Serena Sterling, two generations of head mistresses here managing everything remotely, it seemed something good was indeed on the horizon for the Rathbornes.

...

In the master bedroom of the villa, Julian Rathborne went in, tossing Seraphina Linden onto his soft, large bed.

Seraphina Linden got up intending to run, but it was too late; Julian Rathborne’s handsome, noble figure was pressing down on her, trapping her beneath him.

"Julian Rathborne, what do you mean to do? Let me go!"

Julian Rathborne stared at her bright, attractive little face, "What do you think I mean to do? A maid can’t be self-aware, warming the bed at night—do I need to teach you?"