The Male Leads Are Trapped in My House

Lady Cotton couldn’t believe Cherry’s immense strength, no matter how hard she tried.

Cherry Sinclair had always been known for her frail health.

She would often fall ill and miss sudden party invitations, and her poor stamina was often talked about in the newspapers, to the point that they would frequently report on how much of a liability she was during cricket matches.

Yet, here she was, throwing rocks to strike monsters and pulling out an axe to crush a monster's skull. It was hard to believe.

While Lady Cotton was still in a daze, Cherry and Ethan approached them, effortlessly dispatching the monsters in their way.

“Ah, that’s….”

Cherry tilted her head, gazing at the two young ladies hiding behind Aurora.

Lady Seymour and Lady Cotton exchanged glances before both stepped forward to introduce themselves.

“Oh, Lady Sinclair! It's been so long!”

“Lady Sinclair, I’m so glad to see you’re alive! Do you remember us?”

The two ladies grabbed Cherry’s hand, pretending as if they were long-lost friends reunited after many years, their voices full of emotion.

Only then did Cherry seem to recognize them, her expression a mixture of something strange as she looked at them.

“Ah... I remember. How could I forget? It's quite nostalgic to meet those old acquaintances who used to disregard me.”

Lady Cotton and Lady Seymour awkwardly laughed in response, cold sweat running down their backs.@@novelbin@@

Having just witnessed her extraordinary strength, there was no way they could carelessly dismiss her as they once did.

“Lady Sinclair, have you always been this strong?”