Kenneth saw his wife storm out and hastened to catch up with her.
Arabella too got up and left. Betty watched as Serena's intentions were completely ignored and couldn't help but follow Mr. and Mrs. Collins.
In this household, if Mr. and Mrs. Collins chose to forgive Serena, then Ms. Arabella would likely soften as well.
"Mr. and Mrs. Collins!" Betty finally caught up to them, walking briskly alongside them, "Ms. Serena was brought up without lifting a finger in the kitchen, yet she managed to make those muffins and biscuits look so beautiful. She must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes! She's hurt so badly; not only did she prepare this feast herself, she also wrote a letter. You should at least see what she wrote, try what she's cooked."
Louisa stopped in her tracks, eyeing the servant with a frosty gaze, "What has she offered you to speak so fondly of her?"
"Heavens no!" Betty quickly clarified, "Ms. Serena hasn't given me a dime. It's just that I saw her looking so pitiful this morning, sitting alone on the garden bench, without a soul by her side. She has always been the center of attention; how could she not feel the chill of being neglected?"
"That's her feeling neglected?" Louisa retorted with a hint of anger, "She's been bullying Bella for half a year, in the open and behind her back. Did she ever consider Bella's feelings? That's far worse than feeling neglected! I sent her to the guesthouse to reflect, to realize what she's done wrong, not to concoct these distractions!"
If this were the past, Serena's muffins and biscuits would have been devoured by Louisa without a crumb left. The letters written by Serena would have been read by Louisa, word for word.
But not this time. Louisa felt that the girl hadn't truly grasped the gravity of her mistakes, just trying to charm her way out of that house, playing the same old sympathy card.
"If you really can't stand seeing her like this, then we'll have someone else deliver her meals!" Louisa moved on, closing the conversation.
With Arabella's reminder, Betty realized she was still clutching the car door and quickly let go.
Arabella shut the door, stepped on the gas, and drove off, leaving Betty somewhat dazed, watching the car disappear. Ms. Arabella's words puzzled her. Serena hadn't used her at all; it was she who felt pity for Serena and wanted to help.
Her phone rang at that moment. It was a call from Serena, who acted in a polite and amicable way, treating her not like a servant but like a friend.
"Serena, they didn't touch your breakfast, not a single bite, and they didn't even glance at the letter, let alone hold it in their hands."
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Thank you author! Great story. More blessings to you......
Sooo beautiful story. Kudos to the author💕...
Wonderfully story.lwas truly driven to a fantasy world...
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