Although Dawn O'Connell and Howard Lynch's wedding ceremony never took place, she had made him get a marriage license with her in advance. So, even without a wedding, she was officially the young mistress of the Lynch family. But so what? The Lynches couldn't stand her now. If it weren't for the child in her belly, she would have been thrown out long ago.
Dawn O'Connell was furious, throwing a massive tantrum in her room.
"She has the nerve to throw a tantrum? If she hadn't schemed to frame Miss Faulkner, would she ever have been able to marry into this family? A pheasant is still a pheasant; how could she ever compare to Miss Faulkner?" the young maid from the Lynch household said with contempt, hearing the sound of things smashing inside.
"Alright, that's enough. I know you like Miss Faulkner, but *she's* our young mistress now," the older maid said, pulling the younger one's arm to stop her from continuing.
