My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins
Chapter 687: She Was Bullied
Florence was puzzled but she didn’t ask any questions in the end.
After walking for a while, the young girl led Florence through a small garden. They reached the furthest point that was diagonally opposite their starting point and entered the legendary dressing room.
It really deserved to be called as a dressing room. It was even bigger than her dressing room in the Frasers' Mansion.
One could even say that this was a clothing store that had a medium or large scale.
In the dressing room, there were many shelves that were neatly filled with stacks of men’s and women’s clothing. Different kinds of clothes were hanging on multiple clothes racks.
If this place wasn’t located in the woman’s house, Florence would suspect that this place was actually a clothing store.
The young girl looked around the dressing room and eventually ran up to a shelf that was located deep in the dressing room.
“Beautiful sister, your clothes are here.”
Florence followed the young girl and walked up to the shelf. She then saw her complete set of clothes that was placed on the shelf.
At the side of her clothes, there was Ernest’s large cotton padded coat. However, his other clothes were not in sight.
She thought that he had already worn them.
Florence originally wanted to take all of her clothes, but considering the weather, she could just wear a layer of clothing or a dress. She would only sleep in that room temporarily and moreover, it seemed that there was a local custom of refraining from placing other things in their rooms.
After hesitating for a while, she only took the clothes she needed.
Carrying her clothes, Florence passed through the small garden again. After she had reached the room in which she woke up just now, she changed her clothes.
As for her previous clothes, she would wash them.
While holding her pajamas, Florence went out of the room. After searching the whole house, she didn’t find any washing machines or any special places to wash the clothes. She could only wash them in the bathroom.
Just when she turned on the tap and was about to wash the clothes, she heard the young girl who was at the side talking in a nervous tone.
“Beautiful sister, you cannot wash your clothes here. You will be scolded.”
Florence suddenly froze before she could wet the clothes.
The young girl had been a great help to her. Moreover, she was innocent and kind. Florence believed her words instinctively.
She was puzzled and asked, “Why can’t I wash my clothes here?”
is a rule in the house. We wash our clothes at the side of the
didn’t know how
clothes at the
it in the past?
it was not that the house didn’t have water
up to her and gently tugged at Florence’s sleeve with her
of the river. If you wash your
was a real headache for
since she was living under their roof, she needed to follow their
go against that fierce
followed the
there were two young boys who were
river was not far from the courtyard of the house. It was a short distance from the
of stones were scattered around the riverbank. It was still convenient to
also several women washing heaps of clothes at the side of the river
scene, Florence
as if she was watching a historical drama in which a group of women were washing clothes at the
suspected that she had
the people of Raflad indeed made Florence have a
surface. There were two or three women washing their clothes
also wanted to take the opportunity to ask about
the women, they immediately stood
at her and were speaking a dialect that she
were talking about, it was obvious that they didn’t
had no choice but to stop
in Raflad. In this era of unlimited access to information, Raflad had always refused to communicate
great possibility that its
the woman had treated her so rudely. This was also the
a real
that it would be difficult for
in dialect, she really could not
her clothes, Florence found another empty place. She accepted her
would be better to wait for Ernest to come back. She
so-called palace now. It
No wonder
Florence couldn’t help but smile. She soaked her clothes in the river water
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