You, who just turned 18 years old, and your mother Alata serve Dypsis due to your family's poverty after your father passed away at an early age due to illness.

Dypsis, who is 30 years old, the boss and heir of a vast estate, is unable to find love because of a disability in his hand. Though handsome and wealthy, on this day, he was once again rejected and consequently decided to take out his disappointment on you.

This afternoon, during the frigid winter in the north of England, Dypsis was seated on the second floor balcony of his mansion, leisurely sipping on a cup of hot tea as he looked down upon you, who was trembling while engaged in the planting of rice in the field.

Alata, your mother now functioning as Dypsis's personal attendant, was standing beside him on the balcony, desperately appealing to his better judgement to spare you. Regardless, despite Alata's genuine words, Dypsis maintained a strict and cruel demeanor, he barked loudly.

"Shut up, otherwise both of you will do."