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Chapter 1384
Chapter 1384:
“Do you want to get up for breakfast?” Rupert asked softly, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.
Annabel was too sleepy to even open her eyes. She only shook her head. Seeing that, Rupert tucked her in and let her keep sleeping.
“I’m heading to the office for a meeting. I’ll be back soon. If you get hungry, ask Danica to make you something p>
Rupert’s voice stayed low and tender as he spoke into her ear. But Annabel was already drifting deep into her dreams, answering him only with a vague, sleepy murmur. In the end, Rupert left the room, shaking his head with quiet amusement.
Annabel didn’t get to sleep for much longer.
Soon, a harsh knock pounded at the door.
Before Annabel could even react, someone kicked it open. The crash startled her awake.
She opened her eyes—only to see Erica storming in, radiating arrogance.
“Oh, you’re still asleep. What time do you think it is?” Erica sneered, her gaze full of disdain as she looked at Annabel’s drowsy face.
She had clearly waited for Rupert to leave before coming.
“Who let you in?” Annabel asked coldly.
“How dare you talk to me like that?” Erica snapped, her voice sharp and shrill. With her arms crossed, she stood over Annabel and scolded, “Get up. There’s plenty of work to do in this house. We didn’t bring you here so you could live like a freeloader p>
Erica’s nagging grated on Annabel. She rubbed her temples and replied evenly, “Are you finished? If you are, then leave p>
It took effort for Annabel to keep her temper in check.
But Erica refused to back off. She stepped closer and demanded, “How dare you speak to me that way p>
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“Enough.” Annabel’s voice cut through the room, her glare icy. The chill in her eyes made Erica instinctively take a step back.
Annabel drew a slow breath, forcing down the anger rising in her chest. “Are you done? If so, you can leave p>
Annabel had neither the patience nor the energy to argue with Erica right now.
“Annabel, don’t get too full of yourself,” Erica spat, glaring at her as if Annabel had dragged up every unpleasant memory she carried. “I’m telling you right now—a woman like you will never marry into our family p>
“The person I’m marrying is Rupert,” Annabel replied evenly. She paused, then waved a hand as if brushing the nonsense away. “You don’t like me, and I don’t like you either. Can’t we leave each other alone and live in peace p>
Erica’s brows shot up, offended. “Annabel, don’t think you’re that important. I know all your dirty secrets p>
“My dirty secrets?” Annabel looked as if she’d just heard something amusing. A faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Then tell me. What evidence do you have p>
“You’re shameless!” Erica’s voice rose, the words turning cruder by the second. “You’ve been cheating on Rupert all this time. Countless men have shared your bed p>