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"Rosie, you don't look good."

Emily said worriedly when she saw me wandering around like a zombie because I couldn't sleep well last night.

"...I know, I'm not feeling well."

"It's been like that since yesterday, Rosie, are you okay?"

No, not at all.

Just knowing Rosie's true identity would drive me crazy, but I'm going crazy by Yurtha, who said that he would lock me up for the rest of my life.

What am I going to do?

First of all, I have to inform the butler that I will postpone my resignation—.

"Rosie, Rosie."

Then Emily tapped me on the side.

When I saw Emily with an expression asking why she told me as if to look over there.

In the direction her head was facing, Ella was coming up from the basement with potatoes.

But the strange thing is that the potatoes she brought with her today were fine.

"She's coming to you?"

When Ella saw me, she laughed openly.

Since the last time she delivered potatoes, she looked at me and acted like a chick who saw her mother's chicken.

"Hey, Rosie."

As Emily said, Ella approached me.

"What's going on, Ella?"

"I have something to give tell you, but—"

Ella glanced at Emily. She was asking for her to leave.

Emily glanced at me. Do you want me to stay with you, Rosie?

I also answered with my eyes. Do you have to?

Then Emily moved away with a look of frustration.

No matter how sentimental the back was, I felt like I became a sinner.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Ella hands a potato that was held in her arms.

"Why—"

Is she giving it to me because she doesn't want me to be hungry?

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