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!

me

education, I applied for a maid job. When I received the call, I was over the moon. The interview was taken on the

gaze from head to toe. I could not blame her. After

that I applied to my skin must be dripping by now

Or maybe female Dracula!

few hours after my arrival, I was asked

never saw him and didn’t know his

that he was

married to him

to leave the place with millions

was about to sign the papers, she held

any right to even bat an eye at my grandson. Don’t even think of touching him or talking to him.” She brought her wrinkled face

to touch him and I will

these absurd conditions. Well! He seemed like a

I kind of scolded myself. Ignore her face! Try to imagine ten million

Yes!

did bring a smile

Ma’am,” I said

moment those words escaped my mouth she left my hand

we were

and I was ordered to sit in the

grandmommy sat at the

the doorstep near the

will show you the

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

Oh, my God!

room was

my tired body but

my bag? My all necessities are in it. Or can

friendly way she

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