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

sweetie. Go and f*ck yourself!”

“Ex… Excuse me!”

I was

whole, male-

comb, sanitary

God!

there any member of 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

How wrong I was!

were the worse. This Helga woman thought of herself

on the covered tray. I slid it towards me and removed the cover.

realize that I was

then I reminded myself that this was

No, thank you.

sounds made by my stomach and laid

feeling weak and dizzy. Closing my eyes, I tried to push myself into oblivion when I heard the door

I shut my eyes so that she would not argue

I heard his voice and opened my eyes. The man who did not like the idea

can’t have your medicines on empty stomach.” His voice had turned slightly edgy.

box, “Alex asked

“Good God! You haven’t even started eating it?” This time there was friendliness

that two–faced bi*tch but her acting skills did not allow

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

was trying to be

trying to convey to me that he just

was

was not a servant who was not allowed

meal.

about it because he closed his eyes in exasperation for

His heavy voice filled the room. For a moment Helga was shocked not expecting this

“Master! …”

Helga!” Her shoulders slumped and her head dipped down, she started stepping

not expecting it.

“Yes, dear?”

be taken aback

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

and unless you get

Ah! Silence!

to have lost her

She seemed funny.

your suitcase and bag for you.” She turned on her heels and the

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