Chapter 53

When Sabrina returned to the servants' quarters, Clara was already waiting, looking super anxious. The moment she saw Sabrina, her smile froze. Her eyes darted to the wound on Sabrina's arm, and she yelped, "Ma'am! What happened to your arm?!" Sabrina glanced at the injury. Thankfully, it wasn't too bad - just a superficial whip mark. But the image of Cassian's icy, furious glare when he struck her still lingered in her mind, like he'd just crawled out from hell. Her chest tightened with that familiar suffocating feeling she couldn't put into words. She sat down quietly as Clara started cleaning the wound. Clara couldn't help but sigh as she inspected it. "That's a whip mark... God, why did Mr. Bennett hit you so hard..." Sabrina didn't say a word. Clara, on the other hand, couldn't hold back anymore - her eyes welled up almost instantly. "Why would he lay a hand on you?! You've suffered enough after marrying into their family!" She kept going, even more agitated now. "These years, you