Chapter 1225 Her Acting Needs Work

• Seraphina wanted to cry—how could it be the same? Letting the pill melt on her tongue was bitter as sin...
• Fortunately, after the young master spoke, he left the room. He didn’t turn off the lights, so he probably wasn’t going to bed elsewhere.
• Whatever the case, Seraphina forced the pill down and continued her act, pretending to stay unconscious. She figured once the young master had gone to sleep, she could sneak back to her own room.