She knew that marrying Stefan was nothing more than a dream. Thus she only wished to stay with him as a servant. She didn�t need a name or title.

�I am capable of taking care of myself! So get lost!� Stefan flung his arm and knocked the coffee cup off of the table, visibly enraged. He used to be so full of pride, after all.

Even so, the love of his life no longer cared for him, not even sparing him a glance. On the contrary, a random servant was insisting on taking care of him forever, even if it meant taking a vow of chastity.

�This is so ironic. This just makes my relationship with Renee sound like a joke!�

�Please� don�t be mad, Mr. Hunt. If you dislike me, I can just stop talking, I�ll be quiet when I�m with you. You can treat me like a mere decoration if you so wish! I live to serve you��

Layla showed humility in order to comfort the angry man, but he didn�t want to listen. He even went as far as to push her to the ground.

�Ah!� Layla yelped in pain as her head collided with one of the rock pillars, causing her to bleed.

�Now you know that I�m not a good person. So stay away from me if you value your life.� Stefan warned her with a hostile expression.

An egotistical man like him didn�t need any sympathy, nor did he want to become a burden to others. He found it extremely ridiculous to have a woman sacrifice her whole life just to take care of him.

�Mr. Hunt, I volunteered for this, and I�m staying, even if you chase me away! Please give me a chance to care for you. I won�t even complain if I end up dying in your hands!� Layla ignored her bleeding wound and expressed her dedication instead.

Francine had been watching them for some time and nodded to herself with a satisfied smile.

�It�s okay, Layla. I knew I was right to have chosen you. You�re the best candidate to take care of my son. You are dismissed for now. Go tend to your wounds.� She patted the woman on the shoulder, consoling.

�Sorry for the trouble. But don�t worry. I definitely won�t mistreat you.�

�M� Madam. Alright, if you�ll excuse me.� Layla nodded and left.

Playing the victim this time had secured her position within the Hunt family. Stefan would just have to live with her existence from now on, whether he liked it or not.

Francine looked at Stefan�s pained expression, only to find a deep sting in her heart as well. She said,

�Son, I specifically chose Layla to care for you. She has knowledge of medicine, and it�d be good if she�s your personal caretaker. It might even help you recover your sight quicker. Don�t be so fierce with her. We don�t want to scare her away now, do we?�

�What? Have I fallen so far from grace that I should be worried about offending a mere servant?! Or are you saying that� even a servant should find me despicable and abandon me too?� Stefan lamented in self-pity.

Becoming a blind man had crushed his ego entirely, and Renee�s indifference was the last straw that broke the camel�s back. He no longer felt confident in himself, especially when he thought of himself as nothing but useless garbage.

�Useless garbage like me should be rotting away in the sewers. I shouldn�t bring anyone down with me!� JrNovels.com