Master Brian’s maid

That nightmare woke Wendy up, she opened her eyes and looked around and discovered Henry was sitting at his desk, busy with his documents. He saw Wendy waking up and curiously asked:

“Having a nightmare?”

Wendy sadly did not answer, she sat on the bed curled up inside the warm blanket. Henry feel a little confused, he quickly stopped processing the documents on the table, walked over to Wendy’s bed and sat down next to him. He slowly lifted a cup of tea to his mouth to enjoy and sat there silently watching Wendy.

She was a little scared of this man and slowly backed away as he looked at Wendy with a mixture of interest and attention. Wendy confusedly looked at Henry stealthily, she silently observed this guy, when yesterday she was put in a sudden situation so she still could not see his appearance clearly, now sitting opposite him directly. With him, she had the opportunity to take a closer look at him.

Henry wore thick glasses with a calm, knowledgeable look, a far cry from the demonic form she’d seen him before. And he has thick black hair, thick eyebrows, handsome face, tall, and small mouth corners, they are beautiful and attract Wendy. But no matter how handsome he looks, Wendy still hates him because he abused her and tried to force her yesterday. Also, Henry treats her well, which really baffled Wendy with it. So who is he, what kind of person, is he a good person or a bad person? Why did he act like that and keep her in this room?

Hundreds of questions were asked that made her feel extremely uncomfortable, she could not be immersed in the quiet space of this room, so she asked:

“Who are you and why did you treat my wound?”

Henry showed a slight smile on his lips, looked at Wendy coldly and replied:

“People call me Doctor Henry, although I don’t like the name very much. And I treat you, it’s a doctor’s duty to see someone else hurt.”

Wendy whispered his name in her mouth and said to herself:

“His name is Henry and he’s a doctor.”

She unconsciously curiously looked down at her carefully bandaged foot and other wounds on her body, only now she noticed that she had been changed into a new dress while sleeping. Wendy continued to ask:

“Did you change my clothes?”

Henry smiled and replied:

“No, my servant did that.”

He jokingly added:

“But I carried you to the bathroom and washed you clean. Haha.”

Wendy looked at him with angry eyes and said:

“Who gave you permission to touch my body?”

Henry was a little annoyed, he threw his tea cup at Wendy making her scream, he went to hold Wendy and threatened:

“Shut up or don’t blame me, Randall gave you to me for a debt he owed me, then you are my property and I am entitled to do so.”

The warm tea he drank stuck to Wendy’s shirt and Henry’s cold iron eyes looking at her warningly under his glasses made Wendy a little scared, she could feel his anger enveloping her own body. So here she had no right to oppose him. She will live patiently and endure under his control and obediently become a little girl who submits unconditionally.

It seems that the result is the same, it has remained unchanged forever, sold to traffickers, even though bravely escaped, but was still arrested. Not being severely beaten by them, but they were sold to another man. And now she was given by that person to the next person as nothing more than an item. But never when Wendy gives up her freedom, she will try to find a way to get it back. She looked at Henry with tears in her eyes and begged:

“I know I am your property now, but may I ask you to release me? I will do anything you ask for it.”

Henry let go of Wendy, he smiled and replied:

“Haha, you are such a persistent girl. I love it.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Wendy excitedly asked:

“So what do you need me to do? I will do it well.”

Henry pressed close to her face, provocatively looked at her directly and whispered:

“Really? Will you do anything for me? Even agreeing to let me use your body for sleeping pill testing like I did these past few days?”

Wendy panicked and asked:

“The past few days? Wasn’t it just yesterday?”

He whispered in Wendy’s ear and explained:

“You were infatuated with the sleeping pills I just made, which I gave you the day before. That’s why you slept more than you felt in a day.”

Wendy shivered in fear when Henry said that. So she slept in bed for more than a day without realizing it, that’s why she always felt heavy and tired from the anesthetic of the drug. And it’s strange that even while taking sleeping pills, Wendy still can’t forget that obsession, they follow her and appear in Wendy’s dreams every day.

Henry saw Wendy silent, her face became sad, thinking about something far away, he was curious to know, so he quickly kissed her on the forehead gently wake her up and asked:

“What are you thinking? Did you have nightmares before while you were sleeping?”

Wendy appeared to dodge, she shook her head and replied:

“No, nothing at all. I’m okay.”

Henry asked sternly:

“Say it, I want to know why you have nightmares while sleeping. It shouldn’t have happened because it proves that my anesthetic isn’t strong enough to control other people’s minds, causing you to fall into unconsciousness and sleep.”

Wendy annoyed replied:

“I do not know. I don’t want to remember it anymore. Please don’t make me talk about it.”

Henry sighed a little and said nonchalantly:

“Okay, stubborn girl. Prove my drug failed when tested on your body. Then I’ll take a stronger dose, and you’ll fall asleep and never dream of it.”

Wendy helplessly replied:

“If your medicine works as you say, it will be really good. I wish I could forget about it and not dream about it again.”

Henry glanced at Wendy and thought to himself:

“Really? Poor girl.”

He thought for a moment, then approached Wendy and asked again:

“So you agreed to the offer I asked for, right?”

Wendy clutched the blanket tightly, resolutely answering:

“Yes, I will do everything you say in exchange for my own freedom.”

Henry laughed cheerfully and replied:

“Very well, I need you like that. She is lovely.”

He opened a box of pills, carefully injected Wendy with a strong dose, she slowly fell into a deep sleep. When he saw the little girl lying still on the bed, fast asleep, Henry approached Wendy and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then carried her inside to a secret room behind the place where the whips and ropes were kept, strange objects that he had well hidden.

Inside the room was very large, Henry had keyed the password to lock it carefully so that no one would enter, he laid Wendy down on a bed in which, next to it were medical equipment and experimental machinery. Around in one corner of the room were small numbered animal cages, neatly stacked on top of each other, they were all mice with full-color fur including black, white and gray.

They cunningly watched Doctor Henry’s actions when carrying a strange girl into this room. So it seems, from now on they are no longer lonely because there is a test friend like them here.

Meanwhile there were a mouse in the cage who were getting high on drugs, it was locked in an enclosed space with a thick white atmosphere. That caused the inhibited mouse to emit painful squeaks as if it wanted to get out, which caused Henry to vex toward the barn area. He used a small bottle to suck the air out of the enclosed cage, then injected the rat with a red drug, it no longer cried but lay temporarily unconscious.

Henry coldly threw the empty medicine bottle he just injected into the trash, he quickly walked over to the sleeping Wendy, passed her a purple liquid medicine bottle and at the same time attached to her head the wires connected to the machine for exploration. Henry chuckled softly.

“For the first time applied to humans. An expected experiment.”

He focused on sitting at the table and typing continuously on the computer keyboard to connect the data, suddenly his phone rang. Henry saw the phone number from Bollton’s house, he purposely ignored it in his eyesight, but it kept ringing for a long time. That made him feel irritated and bored picking up the phone to listen:

“What?”

Butler Ingo slowly replied:

“Sir, you have a family meeting this weekend. The time will be sent via text message later, please remember to be on time.”

Henry frowned and said:

“Did he talk to the meeting about anything? If it’s nothing important, I won’t come.”

Ingo quickly replied:

“Actually the matter of your mother’s will, Lady Zola. You need to come.”

Henry pondered a little, he said:

“Okay, I’ll be there on time.”

Ingo politely said:

“Yes, Master Henry.”

Henry continued to work on his unfinished business but still not fully focused on it, he paused for a moment and retrieved a small wooden box stashed in a shelf behind the desk. He used a special key to open it, inside was a picture of a beautiful woman holding a handsome baby boy with a happy smiling face. Henry picked it up and looked at it, he wondered:

“Mom, did you leave a will for me?”

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