Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

The mistress and her maid were oblivious to the presence in the tree.

Helen snorted with disdain, "She's been poked with hundreds of needles, practically turning into a pin cushion, and yet she dares to escape. Seems like we were too lenient on her last night!

We should've broken her legs, made her crawl on the ground like a dog with its tail between its legs!"

The maid chimed in, "I heard that if you want to make someone's life a living hell, you could soak the needles in saltwater before using them. Salt in the wounds, the pain would be exquisite!"

“Brilliant idea, we'll try that next time. Let that wench have a taste of real pain, see if she still dares to seduce Clayton! A sly fox, crazy and yet not tamed!"

Helen's blood boiled at the thought of Clayton's attitude towards Pamela and herself last night.

Because of that, she had tossed and turned, heartbroken till the wee hours.

She blamed all her misery on Pamela!

The maid added, "She's always been trash, even insanity couldn't change her. But I wonder what Mr. Hawkins sees in her, fussing over a lunatic. I heard Mr. Hawkins replaced all the servants and bodyguards in the main house overnight."

Jealousy gnawed at Helen. Clayton had never shown her such attention!

Not even a glance!

Pamela was insane. Was she really losing

Hmph, no matter how he tries, they'll

who'd be foolish enough

won't find her. Not even

little wench must be long

mistress and maid exchanged venomous

his small fists,

talking

pricked her with hundreds

go to the docks today, because they had hurt

dared to

his grandmother and mom because they seemed easy

to stand

Evan Thorne, couldn't stand

over, not caring about revealing his position, he was about to jump down and give them a piece of his

he was stopped by a

turned, his eyes questioning:

gestured for him to

wearing a mask and glasses, was

and furtive