#Chapter 80 Injured Hand

Judy’s POV My stomach was growling angrily. I hadn’t eaten much other than scraps in days. When Kelsey came to get me and told me to come to the dining hall, I thought I was going to finally get some decent food. But I was sorely disappointed when I saw that they had already eaten and left not even a single morsel. All that was left were their dirty plates and empty wine glasses. She gave the maids the night off and she expected me to clean the entire mess by myself, while she watched like some kind of creep. She ridiculed me the entire time. I grabbed a large tray and started to pile up some of the glasses and plates on the tray. Just as I walked past her and towards the kitchen, she stuck her foot out, making me fall to the ground and shatter most of the plates and glasses. One of the glass chunks sliced through my finger and I hissed in pain as I saw blood pooling in my palm. “So, fucking clumsy!” Kelsey hissed. “Look what you did!” “You were the one who tripped