Chapter 39
Julie's Point of View
After Robert left my room an exit that was strangely and suspiciously quiet I ignored him immediately and lay down on the bed.
My body was exhausted as if I had fought a grueling war, and the texture of the emerald fabric of the dress reminded me at every moment of my small victory.
I was surprised that Robert didn't comment, didn't scream, and didn't turn the room upside down as I had expected.
His calmness made me wonder anxiously: I wonder, is he planning something else to punish me?
In that moment, the door opened. I sprang from the bed quickly, ready to face Robert's storm, but the person who entered was not him.
"Hello, Julie."
I froze in my place. Mr. Carlos Mendoza was inside my room! What is this man doing here? He walked a few steps with a provocative calmness, pulled the vanity chair, and sat on it.
Then he crossed one leg over the other, placed his golden cane horizontally across his knees, and said,
