“Yes.”
What more was there to say? Rohan finally nodded as if letting go of everything.
Actually, as soon as Sesenia said, “Rohan will save us,” Rohan seemed to have given up everything and calmed down.
That’s when it happened.
After leaving the slave market and somewhat relaxing, Lizbeth jabbed Rohan in the ribs.
“Stupid brother. You should have listened to me earlier. It’s useless to act now after all the fuss earlier. Go and call a carriage.”
Lizbeth looked at her brother, Rohan, with a look of disdain.
However, Rohan didn’t move immediately. Lizbeth whispered in his ear for a long time, looking exasperated. Finally, he clenched his fist as if realizing his mistake.
“Right. I was foolish. From now on, I must prevent any dangers to Miss.”
“Good.”
Though he seemed to have a lot to say, he couldn’t find the words and instead quickly left to call a carriage.
The carriage Rohan fetched moved swiftly to their destination, a warehouse where the cotton was stored.
A cool breeze seeped through the slightly open carriage window. It was a particularly good day for Sesenia, who smiled lightly and brushed her hair back.
Unnoticed by Sesenia, the two men in the carriage watched her.
The carriage quickly reached the Iar Company’s warehouse, a mere 30-minute distance from the capital, but they seemed to arrive unusually fast.
The warehouse, larger than the estate of the Duke’s family, was surrounded by small farms and had nothing obstructing the view, making it easy to spot any intruders.
“Then you’ll stay here from now on.”
The slave also stepped down from the carriage and stood beside Sesenia.
The slave followed like a puppy without being told, as if he had become an innocent dog in the sunlight, he was quite docile. This was a stark contrast to his demeanor at the slave market.
Sesenia beckoned him closer to the warehouse with a flick of her finger.
As soon as he approached, Sesenia struggled with the warehouse door. She should have opened it gracefully, but she just faltered in front of it. Rohan stepped forward to open it, but the slave placed his hand over hers.
“Shall I open it?”
“Yes.”
His hand was warm. Rough enough to show the hardships he had endured, yet it conveyed a warmth that reminded her he was still alive despite not living like a person.
The door opened to reveal the piled-up cotton inside. The fluffy cotton seemed a bit deflated, indicating it was time to be beaten.
“The warehouse is a bit large, but it should be manageable if you take it easy. Make sure to beat the cotton well.”
“Did you really buy me just to beat cotton?”
“What else? Should I have bought you for some other purpose?”
Sesenia tilted her head as the slave asked about her intentions.
“To kill someone, or for some vile acts at night, or maybe… maybe…”
“I bought you for a perfectly legal task.”
“Why?”
“That’s what I’d like to know. Why?”
As the slave expressed his confusion, Rohan eagerly joined in the conversation.
“Who knows why. She said she just felt like it, right?”
Hoping for an answer this time, Rohan echoed the slave’s words with a deep sigh. However, the slave’s reaction was different. His eyes flickered between the warehouse and Sesenia.
“Ah…”
“Do you want to run away now that you’re here?”
“No.”
“If you behave well here, I’ll set you free. But if you run away, you’ll live with clenched fists forever.”
I brandished the ring on my finger, a veiled threat with a smile.
“So until then… you’re leaving me here?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t understand…”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
