The Housekeeper still looked worried. "But once Mr. Muo becomes the High Priest, you'll be at a disadvantage..."
"No, I won't. Haven't you seen him bringing me nourishing soup every day lately? He even feeds me himself..." Wei Ruo immersed herself in the sweetness of being cared for by the man she loved. "Come a few months from now, when I give birth, my child will be his only flesh and blood. He won't have the heart to harm me. Rest assured."
She thought to herself, her brother's dire warnings were mistaken. How could she possibly face ruin? No matter what she did, Muo Huangnian had never truly hurt her. It showed he had some feelings for her, however faint.
Adding the child in as leverage, Wei Ruo was certain this man was hers to win.
The Housekeeper wanted to say more but, seeing her unwavering confidence, ultimately swallowed his words.
The Wei Family was ruled by Wei Ruo. He was just a servant—the last thing he should do was overstep.
