But Addison was determined to disagree with her. The woman raised an eyebrow slightly, her voice gentle and calm. "No need. "Marilyn usually sleeps lightly. If I go in, I'd disturb her rest. It's better if I stay here. "It's also better for Marilyn's health." She sat by the bed, her voice soft, and a few strands of dark hair brushed against her cheek. Her pale skin, illuminated by the warm light, seemed almost translucent, pure, and unblemished. It was a sharp contrast to Virginia, who was standing nearby, practically boiling with frustration. Lana couldn't help but feel regret deep in her gut. She couldn't understand where Lance got his taste from. How could he possibly choose to marry Virginia, the one throwing tantrums, instead of the graceful Addison? "Has Marilyn taken her medicine tonight? She mustn't skip a dose."Is the scented candle I gave her still helping? Has her sleep improved lately?" Addison's lowered her face, her eyes full of genuine concern for Marilyn. Lana felt a warmth spread through her at Addison's caring questions, making her lose focus for a moment. "Mrs. Marilyn took her medicine hours ago, and she's still using the scented candle. It's been really effective. Since she started using it, her sleep quality has improved dramatically." Lana's eyes lit up with admiration for Addison. There wasn't a servant in the house who didn't like Addison. "That's good to hear." Hearing the answer she wanted, Addison nodded, then stood up from the bedside, glancing at the time on her phone. "It's getting late, Lana. Why don't you head back to your room and rest? "You're not in the best of health, and I don't want to trouble you so late." "Ms. Daves, please, don't be silly," Lana said, smiling. "If anyone is causing trouble, it's Virginia." Virginia was always the one making a scene, running out of the house at the slightest annoyance, creating chaos for everyone. Lana stopped herself mid-sentence and glanced at Lance, quickly swallowing her words. Well, Mr. Johnston is still here. She didn't want to speak ill of Virginia in front of him and risk upsetting him. "Then I won't keep you from your rest, Ms. Daves." Lana stepped back, ready to leave. Addison nodded gently. Under Addison's watchful gaze, Lana picked up the tea tray she had set down earlier and started toward the door. As she passed by Virginia, she suddenly stopped. "Ms. Dolton, would you come with me?" "What?" Virginia was slow to react. Lana smiled and repeated, "Mr. Johnston and Ms. Daves are about to rest. Would you come with me?"Virginia paused for a moment, then realized what Lana was saying. "I-I don't ... " She started to protest, but before she could finish, Lana exaggerated her expression. "What did you say? "Your room is next door. Aren't you leaving? "Are you planning to sleep in the same bed as Mr. Johnston and Ms. Daves tonight? "That can't happen! If word gets out, the Johnstons will be a disgrace! How can an unmarried woman share a bed with a married couple?"