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!

now, Pamela was insane.

Pamela? Hmph, no matter

Hawkins family's backyard, who'd be foolish enough to side with that nutcase?!" Helen's smile twisted into a

she dies, she won't find her. Not even a bone

wench must

mistress and maid

small fists, breathing heavily with

talking about his

pricked

to the docks today, because they had hurt

they dared to

could push around his grandmother

was nobody to stand

Evan Thorne, couldn't stand it any

caring about revealing his position, he was about to jump down and give them a

he was stopped

his eyes questioning:

for him to look

mask and glasses, was hurrying

and furtive glances screamed