Get Me Married

Chapter 16: You gave me the right

I woke up when I heard some sounds around my room, I stared and opened my eyes. Maids were in my room cleaning.

“Good morning ma’am” they chorused when I sat up and I stared at each and everyone of their faces.

They were all young and good looking girls and it still felt awkward for me to know they would serving me.

I gave them a nod and smiled weakly at them before I got up.

“would you like your breakfast to be brought up here” one of them asked and I shook my head.

“Your bath is ready” another came out of the bathroom and bowed her head to me.

“thanks” I said and looked around.

Then I noticed that another was arranging my clothes in the wardrobe.

Memories of what Happened the previous night came back to me. I remembered how I had

spoken to Jordan and my heart skipped. I suddenly felt nervous knowing I had stepped on his tail and it wasn’t a good feeling.

“Are you okay?” another one asked and I gave her a faint smile.

“yes… I am” I said and got up from the bed and walked over to the bathroom.

It was huge and spacious but I knew it wasn’t as huge as the one at the masters bedroom. The bathtub was placed in the center of the bathroom and a mirror stand was placed behind it. By the side of the bathroom, a shower was placed with a glass wall that surrounded it with the water closet in it. I wondered what the masters bedroom would actually feel like…

“Shhhh” I shushed my own thought, wondering how my thought would have gone to the masters bedroom.

I shook off the feeling of regret that threatened to overwhelm me and turned to the bath tub. It was foamy and inviting and I couldn’t wait to get in. I took off my robe and stepped into the bathtub. It was just the way I liked it, warm enough for me. Not too cold, not too hot. I dipped myself into it and placed my body while I rested my head above the water.

I stayed there for a while, unwilling to come out of the water even after taking my bath.

“You might catch a cold if you don’t come down soon” someone said from the door and I turned towards it to see an older lady standing by it. She wasn’t as young as the other maids I saw but I could tell she was a staff because of her uniform

“Good morning ma’am” she added and walked into the bathroom with some of my clothes in her hands.

“Good morning” I replied her and she smiled warmly at me.

“I’m Margaret, the head maid here” she introduced and I smiled at how contagious her smile was.

“Well…you know me” | said with embarrassment and she chuckled.

“Ofcourse I do” she replied.

“What would you like to wear?” she asked and raised the clothes she held so I could see them.

“You will pick my clothes too?” I asked and she smiled.

she said and I looked at her bewildered. I didn’t want them to

talking but couldn’t come

“Don’t be shy ma’am. You are the wife of the boss, you have got more power and control, and a strong voice too” she said and for a moment I thought about her words. And

jean. I don’t think I would want a gown today” I said and

said and walked

felt it was high time I got up from the bathtub. I wrapped a towel around

was still there, going through my clothes and she

her and sat at the chair that was opposite the huge mirror in my room and

“I’m hungry” I

has been served already”

I quickly wore a jean, a white strapless top and a

Margaret helped packed my hair in a bun and I was good to

don’t think I have seen anyone as beautiful as you are” she complimented and my cheeks

off. Then I

perfectly well. But that morning I kind of regretted why I picked that room. It was so tar into the left wing and I was so hungry I literally felt like crying when

was walking beside me and she tried giving

right wing, a smile plastered my lips, it was like I saw heaven itself. My

But my feet slowed down when I saw Jordan coming in the opposite direction. My heart skipped and I felt like running away. Memories of the previous day came flooding back and I could remember what it felt like all over again. I remembered his words and how hurtful they were, I remembered how hard his eyes were and just as I took a glance at him, I could tell the hardness

to the top of the stairs. I came to a halt as he also came to a halt. But that was it, I didn’t know if I should smile at him, or if I should say good morning. I didn’t know if I should ignore him and walk away or if

was supposed to react and that made me even

hands became sweaty. I didn’t understand what gave me such boldness to speak to him that

tensed, how could I look at a man who was glaring at

the life he was supposed to have with Samantha away from him” my guilty thought

word, he walked away. I sighed a sigh of relief and waited till he

couldn’t be in the same room with him. He had ordered me to stay away from him and going close

paused on my tracks and

and I stared at her. I didn’t know what to say, how could I tell her that I was avoiding

was a wife who allowed a mistress replace her and I knew that the staffs around already noticed what was going on and I didn’t want to

his eyes hardened more than I thought they will ever will. I

anywhere else, especially at him. I buried my eyes on

But I had to remind myself that I was the wife of a rich man. Breakfast was made of smoked ham, topped with roschti, asparagus served

salad, bread and hollandaise. My stomach grumbled loudly at the sight of the food and

as much as I would, I didn’t realize that I was that famished till I started eating. But my breakfast was

She called out to Jordan and my eyes glanced at where Jordan was sitting. She wrapped her hands around his neck and gave him a kiss on his cheeks, then her eyes met mine. She smirked and went ahead to caress his cheeks before she sat down

like her with my husband, the sight of

She was the only maid who I knew her name and

same smile she

“I wanted you…

Samantha called her, interrupting what I had to

I want my breakfast”

stared at me, then at her, she was completely torn and I could

eat” she said

go to her” I gave her a

lost my appetite. I wiped my mouth clean and I got up from the chair I sat on, without looking