Claude.

Yves silently read the name in his mind.

He tried to recall Claude's appearance, but in vain, he had never looked closely at the squire, who was said to be the successor of the next butler whom the old butler was favoring. The old butler was disappointed in Claude's behavior, but Yves didn't feel anything special. The only thing he was not happy about was that Claude dared to take Anna away.

Dolin sent someone to assassinate Claude with his acquiescence, and although the old butler could not bear it, he did not stop it. It is even said that the old butler seems to hate Claude's betrayal more than anyone else, because Claude was picked up by him and raised by him with his heart.

Yves was silent for a long time, but he scared Colin on the side to the point that his little heart trembled. He couldn't help but feel a little resentful in his heart, why did the old butler take him out and put him next to Young Master Yves to wait, he wasn't even ready to leave the school, okay?

"Go down. Just as Colin was lamenting his tragic fate, Yves suddenly opened his mouth to free him.

"Yes...... Yes, Master Yves. Colin still couldn't believe it, but he knew that he should have heard it correctly, Master Yves did say that he should let him go down! Colin didn't hesitate much, and then neatly withdrew from the study, leaving the study completely to Master Yves.

"Dorin hid something in the basement, right?" After Colin left, Yves's voice suddenly sounded in the silent study, as if he was asking someone's question, but he was the only one in the room.

After a long silence, another person's voice suddenly sounded in the study.

"Yes, Young Master Yves, Young Master Dorin asked us not to take the initiative to mention it to you. The owner of the voice did not show his figure, but his voice was clearly recognizable.

"Who?" Yves didn't look surprised, it was clear that this wasn't the first time Dorin had done so.

"Yes...... It's Anna...... Miss. ”

Yves frowned.

……

Dolin was very unhappy.

When he left the study, he went to the kitchen to get some bread and went into the basement.

Poor Anna still fell miserably to the ground, her mouth was full of blood, her face was pale, and she looked very penetrating, and if she hadn't known that the blood in her mouth was the blood on his wrist, Dorin would have wondered if Anna had vomited blood and died.

Dorin cautiously held the lamp to Anna's head, and there was a slight suspicion that Anna was deliberately faking a faint and trying to take advantage of the opportunity to trick him. However, after taking a closer look, he couldn't help but frown.

Anna's face was pale, her breathing was extremely weak, and she didn't seem to be pretending to be dizzy, but really dizzy.

"Hey, wake up!" Dorin shouted. However, Anna did not respond to his voice, nor did she have the slightest intention of coming to her senses.

Dorin shouted a few more times, but Anna didn't move, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart. He just wanted to catch Anna as a bait, but he didn't really want to kill her.

Dorin hesitated, but opened the door to his cell and walked in.

When she touched Anna's wrist, she was startled by the cold temperature on her body.

"Why is it so cold?" Dorin breathed slightly, reaching out to reach out and probe Anna's forehead.

It's hot!

Anna curled up and trembled slightly, she was already hungry, and because of the cold in the cell for a few days, her body had already reached its limit, so after biting Dorin with all her strength, she couldn't stand it at all.

Dorin reached out and nudged Anna, but Anna just curled up and hugged herself tighter.

Dorin guessed that Anna might have a fever, but his expression struggled. He didn't want Yves to know about Anna's here, and if he took Anna out for the family doctor, Yves would know soon, and when the time came...... And he couldn't just throw Anna, who had a fever, in her cell......

Dorin got up, threw the bread on Anna, and said, "I know you're awake, and if you don't want to die, eat it." ”

After saying this, Dorin stood beside Anna for a while, and after seeing Anna subconsciously clenching the bread that had been thrown into her hand, he walked out of the cell and locked the door again.

Anna was indeed awake, but her consciousness burned a little foggy.

When Dorin tried to wake her up, she was woken up, or rather, she was so uncomfortable that it was impossible for her to fall asleep peacefully, and she could wake up at the slightest movement. However, even when she woke up, she didn't intend to pay attention to Dorin, she didn't think he could be kind to her.

And sure enough, her idea was right, Dorin was really bad enough, knowing that she had a fever and didn't plan to find a doctor for her treatment, just threw a few pieces of bread at her.

Anna burned and didn't have the strength to deal with Dorin, but she knew that she couldn't help but eat the bread that Dorin threw her, because Dorin was right, if she didn't want to die, she had to eat it.

Anna never thought of dying, and as long as she was alive, she would live no matter what.

It wasn't until Dorin was gone that Anna opened her eyes. She was burned in a daze, shivering with cold, her stomach was already unconscious from hunger, and she even felt a little sick to her stomach because of the high fever.

Anna had no appetite for the bread in her hands, but she knew she had to eat them all, and only by eating them could she survive the fever, and only by eating them could she endure the cold of her cell, and she would have a chance to live.

Anna almost stuffed the bread into her mouth, the bread was a little dry, a little hard, but it was slightly sweet, Anna chewed one bite at a time, chewed and chewed softly, and then swallowed, unconsciously, she felt extremely aggrieved, aggrieved to the point that she wanted to cry.

She knew that it was useless to shed tears, so she held back the tears that were not falling, and continued to chew the bread in her mouth, slurping, viciously, as if she were chewing on the flesh and blood of Dorin.

Anna had no appetite for the bread in her hands, but she knew she had to eat them all, and only by eating them could she survive the fever, and only by eating them could she endure the cold of her cell, and she would have a chance to live.

Anna almost stuffed the bread into her mouth, the bread was a little dry, a little hard, but it was slightly sweet, Anna chewed one bite at a time, chewed and chewed softly, and then swallowed, unconsciously, she felt extremely aggrieved, aggrieved to the point that she wanted to cry.

She knew that it was useless to shed tears, so she held back the tears that were not falling, and continued to chew the bread in her mouth, slurping, viciously, as if she were chewing on the flesh and blood of Dorin.