Ashley Walter’s pov:

“You will NOT show your face to your husband. Agreed?” She asked me in a stern voice.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I muttered under my breath.

“I can’t hear you, girl. Louder!” Her voice turned harsher.

“YES, MA’AM,” I screamed.

“You are not allowed to sleep beside your husband in the bed. You will use the mattress in the corner of that bedroom. On the floor. Agreed?”

“YES, MA’AM!” I yelled again.

“He usually doesn’t spend his time in his room but once he will be back, you are not allowed to talk to him, not allowed to walk, eat or drink in that room. You are not allowed to use the bathroom. Agreed?”

Now that was too much. I lifted my veil to have a look at this old goat’s face who was getting me married to her grandson for ten million dollars. Where was I supposed to pee? On carpet?

“I can’t hear you, girl. Do you want money or not?” She screeched in my ear making them ring.

Urgh!

I did want that money. It could solve my problems. I could get Mother Superior treated for cancer.

“YES MA’AM!” I pressed my lips in a thin line and dropped back my veil. My vocal cords would suffer if she would keep asking me to shout like this.

“You will behave like you do not exist. You will think of yourself as a furniture piece… Just lying there. Now if you agree to my conditions, sign the papers.” She threw a pen on the table and slapped her hand on the document.

I tried to read my soon to be husband’s name but she was quick to hide it with her hand.

“Why are you reading it? Either sign it or get lost!” Damn. Can’t she talk in a normal tone? Why she keeps on screaming like this?

I signed the papers and voila!

I was married!

orphanage management asked me to look for a job and leave

for a maid job. When I received the

from head to toe. I could not blame her. After traveling by bus

base that I applied to my skin must be dripping by now

Or maybe female Dracula!

I was asked to marry her grandson whom I knew nothing

and didn’t

he was her

was supposed to stay married to him for just

leave the

papers, she held my

you any right to even bat an eye at my grandson. Don’t even think of touching

I will shoot

conditions. Well! He seemed like a baby who was still attached to the umbilical cord of his

Ignore her face!

Yes!

a smile to my

I

my mouth she left my

signed the papers and we

ordered to sit in the passenger seat with

grandmommy sat at the

was left alone on the doorstep near

will show

who had become my friend during that short time of one or two hours took me to a master bedroom after passing through so many

Oh, my God!

room was so

size bed was inviting my tired body but then my gaze fell on the small mattress in

necessities are in it. Or can you ask someone to hand it

way she

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