Chapter 112: LESSON LEARNED 1
Harlow sat by the table for a while. She stared into oblivion without being aware of the servants untidying the table. They had all been scared, cursing their new madam only to discover that neither she nor their master was hurt.
Alanis had set his rules straight. She couldn’t be found with another man. They were to sleep in the same room as husband and wife. In his words, he has placed restraining orders against Andrew, which meant the man was to stay away from him.
Their bedroom activities were not canceled, but it had to be with both people’s consent. Never is he allowed to force himself on her or is she allowed to force herself on him. Harlow scoffed. Force herself on him, what did he think she was?
A desperate fool? Even if she has been desperate in her past life, that doesn’t mean she was in this life.
Harlow stared at the paper in her hands. These rules were not something she couldn’t handle. In fact, Alanis had placed the best rules except of course the bedroom part.
"Where is that bitch? Where is she?" Garth’s scream from the living room shook her from her thoughts. What did that woman want from her this time? Harlow wondered.
She hadn’t stayed here for a day and Garth was already screaming in her ears. She rolled her eyes and stepped out of the dining room.
"Miss Harlow." A maid approached her with shaky voice. "Madam Garth is looking for you." She said nervously. The woman there looked angry at Harlow. While a few maids gathered around in spite of Harlow, a few amongst them supported her.
Majority of the maids didn’t like their new madam because, unlike her sister, she was rude and badly behaved. It’s a good thing Garth hates her because they couldn’t begin to imagine how they could live with such person.
Harlow walked past the maid and arrived in the lounge. "Mother, you asked for me?" She asked with a smile. A smile that looked so genuine. Garth frowned on seeing the girl. Her face squeezed like she had just seen the most disgusting thing on earth.
"You imbecile!" Garth raised her hands and launched at the girl, her palm hitting Harlow’s face hard. Harlow stood frozen at a spot. Her cheek burned as a reminder she was just slapped so hard.