Chapter 5

　　After half an hour, there was a rapid knock on the door. 　　Confused, Jenny promised dragged her tired body to get up, and the servant could not wait to push the door in. 　　"Madam, sir will let you down, right away.", the servant said impatiently with a worried look in her eyes. She didn't pay attention to her. She was still sleepy when she lifted the quilt. She kicked on the slippers and went downstairs in a daze. The moment he saw the woman snuggling in her man's arms, Jenny felt a severe pain in her heart. Her misty eyes instantly became clear. 　　"Is there anything wrong?" 　　"The hostess is here. Shouldn't you serve us?", Yohan said mockingly. 　　Jenny gave him a pale smile, glanced at Fiona, and said, "I should be." 　　She felt relieved suddenly. 　　Some things should slowly be let go even if it hurts like cutting off her flesh. 　　She went downstairs and walked respectfully in front of Fiona, "Mrs. Smith, your order." 　　Even Fiona was surprised by her humble attitude and peaceful tone, she's confused why she was called Mrs. Smith. 　　Doesn't she feel jealous at all? Is this woman crazy? 　　Fiona glanced at Yohan in amazement. His eyes were firmly fixed on Jenny's face. At this glance, Fiona's hand gripping her clothes tightened. 　　"Move out of the master bedroom. I will move in from today.", Fiona suddenly said coldly. But after saying those words, her palms started to sweat. 　　It seemed that she was afraid that the man would say a word against it. 　　Jenny chuckled and wanted to say something in her mind. 　　Does it make a difference where she lives? 　　Turning upstairs, in the master bedroom in the middle of the night, she started packing her own things. Sweating but she stubbornly shook her head when the servant offered her help. 　　"I can put these in and clean up by myself." 　　With such a stubbornness, it seems that only this way she can tell herself to let it go. 　　Busy until two o'clock in the morning, Fiona stubbornly guarded her downstairs as she cleans and packs her stuff. 　　Finally, after taking out the last piece of jewelry, she stood at the door of the bedroom, closed her eyes and said, "Tell Fiona to come up. The sheets have been changed and she can sleep well." 　　"Madam, this..." 　　"Don't call me madam anymore. I live in the same way as you now." 　　A servant’s room was specially vacated for her. 　　"Come here." 　　Jenny looked at the two large boxes that she had put out at the door and gently touched them with her hand and said, "Throw them away for me." 　　"Alright." 　　The servant didn't know what was in it, but just obeyed what she was asked to do and then went downstairs holding the box. 　　It happened that Fiona came up. 　　The two of them met at the corner, and she gave a startled "Ah--". The servant thought that she had hit her and accidentally threw the box. She was so busy "Mrs. Jones, are you doing anything?" 　　The box fell to the ground with a bang, and all the contents in it were poured out. 　　They are all limited-edition clothes, and there are even a few books and some photos. 　　Yohan glanced around and asked coldly, "What?" 　　"Madam...oh no. Ms. Jenny asked me to help her throw these away, saying that she won't use it anymore, so there is no need to keep it." 　　The servant said nervously. 　　Yohan glanced at the thin woman over there, and there seemed to be anger burning in his eyes.