Ugh, I'm about to cough up blood!
That "Little Firecracker" temper of hers flared up instantly. She charged forward, glaring at him, "Ha! What a coincidence! Don't you dare think you're special to me. When I chose you back then, wasn't it just because you were the Governor, plus good-looking with a great body? And let's not forget your skills in bed! You actually think you're all that, huh?"
After she finished, she spun around angrily and stormed out. "Hmph! Eat if you want to, don't eat if you don't. Suit yourself!"
The old steward and the male servant standing outside the door stared at her in shock.
They were amazed by how sharp-tongued this young woman was!
She was sassier than any streetwise rogue out there!
"Let's go. If he wants to eat, he will. If he doesn't, what can we do? The room reeks so terribly—he might be able to stand it, but I can't. I'm heading to the garden for some fresh air and to smell the flowers to soothe my poor nose."
