Stand Still, Don’t Run Away, My Little Wife

But the cat vomited and made a noise, which was very frightening.

“This cat is sick, isn’t it?”

Susan bold speculation made Danae stiffed her movements.

“Miss Macaulay, you should stay away from this cat. I always feel something strange.”

Susan was not at ease, but when she saw the cat vomiting, she swung her head again and returned to her normal state, whining in a low voice. It was very pitiful.

“… maybe it drank too much?”

Maybe it drank too much milk at that time, so it vomited.

“Let it not stay in the house at night, this was Mr. Macaulay’s room after all. If there is any smell left, he would be angry…”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Even in the absence of Raymond, his position in this family would not be shaken by half.

She actually didn’t hate Susan. She treated her very well, but the only thing was probably－

Everything was dominated by Mr. Macaulay. She didn’t want to be such a person. She had the right to choose.

“Then I’ll go back to my room.”

“Miss Macaulay, I have no other intention.”

Seeing Danae picking up the cat and going back to his former room, Susan hurriedly explained－

“I’m just worried that if Mr. Macaulay knows that there are other creatures in his room, I’m afraid… let me make a nest for her and be at the corner of the stairs.”

Danae didn’t mean to have a hard time with Susan either. She was right. What about returning to her room? This home was not hers.

… …

When she was sleeping at night, she received a phone call from Raymond at 3 a. m.

It was afternoon on his side. She was very sleepy, but she did not dare not refuse to answer. She yawned and heard the faint voice of the man－

“Did I Wake you up, huh?”

“…”

He asked knowingly, boring. Who did not sleep in the middle of the night? Of course, he did it.

“Meow…”