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To Be Yours Again by Taylor

Chapter 696
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Chapter 696 Get Out!

"These are all my luggage, James. I'll tidy them up quickly," Jolene said.

As she was about to go over and tidy up her luggage, she was pushed to the floor by

James. He looked down at her with disdain, not hiding the disgust in his eyes.

"Hmph! You wouldn't be thinking of sharing a room with me, would you?"

"James..." Jolene felt uneasy, especially with James' current demeanor. It made her have

the urge to run away.

"Go to the servants' quarters downstairs; that's where your room is."

James didn't even look at her as he walked toward the bathroom. Soon, the sound of water

splashing came, and Jolene was still on the floor, feeling lost.

The servants' quarters? But she was the Windsors' future lady of the house. How could she

stay in the servants' quarters?

Then again, she thought of James' demeanor a moment ago and couldn't help but feel

scared. After hesitating for a while, she finally dragged her luggage downstairs. Moving

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her luggage upstairs had already exhausted her. Now, she had to move them downstairs

again. By the time she was done, she was utterly exhausted.

Just as she finished moving everything, James came out of the bathroom." Where's the

coffee?" He stood on the second-floor corridor, looking at Jolene, who was resting on the

sofa in the living room. "Did you think I asked you to come here to enjoy yourself? Since

you're so eager to be a Windsor, you must take care of all the household chores for me

from now on. If anything displeases me even a little bit, don't blame me for sending you

back to the Walters."

James looked at Jolene sternly as she stood up from the sofa with a pitiful look.

"James, can't we hire a maid?" she asked.

"Hire a maid? Then what use do I have for you?" James didn't mince his words. He asked

Jolene to move in so that he could torment her. Naturally, he wouldn't let her have a good

time.

Jolene bit her lip, on the verge of tears. "I'm your fiancee. How can you treat me like this?"

"Fiancee? You know very well how you became my fiancee. If you want to become a

Windsor, then show your sincerity."

Jolene took a deep breath and seemed to come to a decision. "So, after I show my

sincerity, will you accept me then?"

"We'll see." Accept her? James would never accept her in his entire life.

With that, James turned and went back into his room, reminding her once again before

leaving, "Coffee. Don't make me remind you again."

"Okay." Jolene nodded. She knew that James was deliberately making things difficult for

her. But since she chose to move here, she had to make him accept her. Otherwise,

everything she had done before would be in vain. She couldn't give up, and she couldn't

let James chase her away.

After silently encouraging herself in her heart, Jolene walked toward the kitchen to make

some coffee for James.

Half an hour later, Jolene pushed open the door to the master bedroom." James, here's

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some coffee."

"Get out! Don't you know how to knock?" James looked coldly at her, closing the files in his

hand.

Jolene was frightened and quickly apologized. She closed the door and

knocked before coming in again. This time, James didn't say anything. He took the coffee

she handed him but didn't drink it.

Just as Jolene wondered why he wasn't drinking it, James sneered at her." I dare not eat

anything you make."

"James, I..."

The cup in James' hand fell to the floor with a loud thud. He looked at Jolene mockingly.

"Who knows? You might be trying something again."

"James, I'm not-"

"Clean up the mess, and then get out." James was not in the mood to listen to her

explanation. He waved his hand dismissively and turned back to his work.

Tears streamed down Jolene's face uncontrollably, but she bit her lip to prevent herself

from crying out loud.