Chapter 35 No Is No

Cicely's body stiffened as the knife touched her middle finger. She wanted to stop, but her left hand was clumsy, and she couldn't retract the force after cutting down. She watched as a gash was made on her middle finger, and the flesh and blood were torn apart. "Are you not afraid that I will stab you with the knife if you talk to me like this in the kitchen?" Cicely's whole body exuded a chill, her eyes dull as if she had lost all her energy. "You won't, you still want to cook for Field, don't you!" Bertha White whispered into Cicely's ear, "Cicely Keith, Field told me that you are the most despicable person in the world, always shamelessly trying to please him. When I listened to Field's description, I could imagine those scenes, you kneeling, and he getting tired of seeing you." "So what?" Cicely laughed. "What's wrong with that? Who made me Mrs. Keith! Bertha, what are you? Field Keith's what? No matter what, you'll always be a mistress."