Zara's POV
“Madam Zara, Young Master is in pain. You shouldn't make him wait for long.” Stacy said pressingly.
Why was she being so compelling? Before she would shove me inside and shut the door, I pushed her away and said sharply, “Enough, Stacy!”
My anger alarmed her and she stood still, her face grappled with shock and fear.
“You are no one to tell me what I should do and what I shouldn't.” I yelled at her.
“But he is your husband, Madam, and…” Stacy tried to speak but I forced her to zip her mouth up.
“Shut up!”
Unbelievable! Why was she so much interested in getting me so close to my husband?
I pointed my index finger and warned her, “Know your place, Stacy. It's between me and Xander and you don't get the right to speak.”
With my curt warning slapped right on Stacy's face, I
