The Older Lady’s Maid Is Done Playing Around

I was a maid serving the old madam, and had been widowed at eighteen. The young heir had come of age and needed someone by his side to instruct him. The old madam said I had experience and was sensible, so she sent me to him. The young heir learned quickly and caught on after only a few days. I spent two years as his bedchamber maid, and then he came of age to marry. As soon as the young lady of the house arrived, she used every scheme in the book against me. As for such schemes, it wasn't as if I didn't know how to handle them. But this time, I suddenly grew tired of it all. I asked to leave the residence and spend my days cultivating myself at a nunnery. On the night before I left, the young heir gripped my waist, reluctant to let me go, and asked what I wanted. Whatever it was, if I only said the word, he would