"Hmm?"
"William Moore is getting busier and busier," she felt bitter inside, "is it already beyond saving?"
Eddison walked over and sat down beside her, "You don't need to worry about such things."
"..."
"No matter what happens, for the Young Master, as long as you are safe, that's his greatest joy. Everything else is insignificant."
Iris Harris's smile was tinged with bitterness, "What can I give back to him? I can't repay him at all. Yet he sacrifices so much for me... I really feel, it's not worth it."
"All of this is done willingly by the Young Master. You don't need to feel burdened."
Iris let out a soft sigh, shaking her head.
How could there be no burden?
She wasn't the type who could comfortably enjoy others being good to her.
She just hoped that the people who were good to her could all be well.
"What's the situation now, exactly?"
She asked again.
Eddison stood up from the sofa, shaking his head, "Miss Harris, you should rest. I'm going out to get busy."
