Tess looked at me, confused by my strong reaction.
“It was while you were talking with Horace. Mr. Lancaster called me and asked what you were doing, so I told him you were meeting the famous Horace. I honestly had no idea about you and Horace…”
She bit her lip. “It was only when I was talking to Gordon just now that I realized what a huge mistake I'd made. Ma'am, I'm so sorry. I really didn't mean it.”
I couldn't hear a word Tess said after that. My mind was filled with the look in Steven's eyes.
At the time, I thought he was just playing the victim, but it turned out I had truly wronged him.
Seeing my silence, Tess gently patted my arm. “Ma'am, I know I was wrong. I'll be more careful in the future, I promise!”
I snapped back to reality. “It's fine.”
I was saying it as much to Tess as to myself.
Since the misunderstanding had already happened, and I was trying to keep my distance from Steven anyway, there was no point in dwelling on it.
But even though I said that, I still felt a pang of guilt. Just as Steven had said, it really wasn't fair to him.
With my mind preoccupied, I barely touched my food—I've never had much of an appetite for plain dishes anyway—and went back to my room.
As I pushed the door open, a blast of cold wind rushed in. It had started raining not long after I got back in the afternoon, and it hadn't stopped since. Thunder cracked and lightning flashed, as if someone were dumping buckets of water from the sky.
I switched on the light and saw the curtains billowing in the wind.
As I walked over to close the window, I glanced outside and saw that black car again. The view was blurry through the curtain of rain, but I could faintly make out a figure standing beside it.

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