7- Old Goat!

Ashley pov:

I was taken into the same bedroom which originally belonged to my husband. I was still scared that my sick husband might return any second.

Though I did trust my handsome savior, but Mother Superior once told me that all wealthy men could never be trusted. They always helped and trusted their own kind.

I was just a maid and a contractual wife of that asshole.

This smart–ass…

I mean this round–assed man might be sincere, but it was silly to trust him.

Once inside the room, I went to the corner where my mattress was lying. My luggage was still not there. I needed to talk about it to this man who was helping me. The one who spent the night with me.

Yeah, I knew that I was blushing.

Hello!” I scrunched my nose when someone waved his hand before my eyes, “Back to the earth, kitten.”

The gorgeous man was frowning at me, “I have been calling you. Where are you?”

Oh! I was in heaven, handsome!

“Ah! I … I was … umm…” He was waiting for me quite patiently, “I haven’t got my bags… Mister …” I wanted him to tell me his name.

He kept looking at me and then took a heavy sigh, “Helga will bring you your lunch as it’s past breakfast time.”

“Please stop.” He turned to the door when I called him making him halt in his tracks, “I am Ashley…” I supplied with a shaky grin. He just nodded his head politely and left the room.

I was disappointed.

Earlier in the other room, he seemed more friendly. More approachable.

Once he left, the lanky woman whose name was Helga brought me a tray, “You can let me know if you like anything else. Right now, I brought you beef stew. It’s young master’s favorite.”

She seemed a little aloof. There was no smile no friendliness on her face. Her white hair was tied in a bun and not a single hair was out of place.

The beef stew was the young master’s favorite? Urgh.

She was talking about that man who was my husband. I did not want that food.

The mere thought was making me nauseated.

“Miss Helga!” She looked up while placing the tray on the carpet beside me, “I haven’t got my suitcases. Can you please ask someone to bring those to me?”

down and whispered,

Go and

“Ex… Excuse me!”

around. I brought you this meal because I was asked to do so. That doesn’t give you any

could not use the whole, male- scented, body wash to clean my same

comb, sanitary pads…

God!

the family left who was not rude to me? When ma’am Electra De Luca was screaming at me while signing the marriage document, I thought she was the worst I

How wrong

Helga woman thought of

pain in the ass. My gaze fell on the covered tray. I slid it towards me and

me realize that

reminded myself that this was my husband’s favorite.

No, thank you.

gargling sounds

dizzy. Closing my eyes, I tried to push myself into oblivion when I heard the door opening and felt someone

my eyes so that she would not argue with me for not finishing off my

his voice and opened my eyes.

your medicines on empty stomach.” His voice had

entered inside with the medicine box,

to us busily and then her eyes landed on the tray, “Good God! You haven’t even started eating it?” This time there

her acting

I think you don’t like the taste. Ask him!” She tilted her head towards that gorgeous,

bad?” She was trying to be naughty, but his

to me that he just had his food with his

bitch! I was least bothered by

was not allowed to

meal.

guilty about it because he closed his eyes in exasperation

heavy voice filled the room. For a moment Helga was shocked not expecting this tone from him.

“Master! …”

head dipped down, she started stepping back towards the door when I

She was not expecting it. Her

“Yes, dear?”

She seemed to be taken aback by the query. So

It’s seventy!” She chuckled while turning her head to him.

meal until and unless you get my bag for me.” I stretched my lips so

Ah! Silence!

sweetly. She seemed to have lost her voice. Her mouth was opened but nothing was coming out of it.

She seemed funny.

am sorry. I will just get your suitcase and bag

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