He had no obligation to tolerate her.
In a foul mood, he walked back to the study. After reading for a while about his mother's situation these past days, he only grew more irritable, without a single clue. He wanted to calm down, but couldn't at all!
After a while, he rang the bell to let the maid come in.
"Young master, is there anything you need?"
"Make me a cup of coffee." He needed to calm his mind.
"Okay." The maid left as instructed, but was soon called back by the upset master. She turned to look at him, seeing his face full of displeasure, yet with a hidden expression of worry and entangled conflict, hesitating, and annoyed, his expression shifting constantly.
