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!

the orphanage management asked me to look for

maid job. When I received the call, I was over the

gaze from head to toe. I could not blame her. After traveling by bus for so many hours I was sweating like

that I applied to my skin must be dripping by now

Or maybe female Dracula!

was asked to marry her grandson whom I knew

never saw him and

that he was her

supposed to stay married to

was free to leave

to sign the papers, she held my hand with an

right to even bat an eye at my grandson. Don’t even think

him and I will shoot

grandson was man enough to put forward these absurd conditions. Well! He seemed like a baby who was still attached to the

Ignore her face! Try to imagine

Yes!

a smile to

I

moment those words escaped my mouth she left

signed the papers and we were out of there in a

stopped near us and I was ordered to sit in the passenger seat with

sat at the

the doorstep near

will show

other maid who had become my friend during that short time of one or two hours took me to a master bedroom after

Oh, my God!

room was so …

bed was inviting my tired body but

in it. Or can you ask someone to hand it over

old friendly way she

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