In fact, even though Patrick asked me to wash the curtains, I never thought of giving up.
Anyway, the curtains in themselves weren't dirty. I only had to wash them and hang them outside.
I spent an entire day washing two pieces of curtains roughly. Then, I carried them in my arms and hung them somewhere to dry.
It wasn't a difficult job for me. However, the water was too cold. After a day, my hands were frozen and swollen.
Maybe it was because I had suffered a lot before that such a petty thing was nothing to me.
At sunset, Tillie cooked dinner and sent it upstairs to Patrick.
Without getting permission to go upstairs, I made some dinner by myself.
After a while, Tillie sent the tableware down. Before she could put the tableware away, a bodyguard came downstairs and said, "Mr. Cowell asks you to help him take a bath."
"Okay."
As Tillie heard this, she seemed to be a little blushed again.
Putting the tableware down, she went upstairs without continuing to wash them.
I stared at the food on the dining cart, only to find that Patrick hadn't eaten much of them. What had been carried upstairs was rarely touched and carried downstairs again.
Without bothering with them, I went back to work.
Initially, I was happy to get time off for my work. After working for a while, at the thought that Tillie had gone upstairs to help Patrick take a bath, I couldn't help but feel annoyed. And I wasn't in the mood to work at all.
I took a look at the time and found that two hours had passed by ever since Tillie had gone upstairs.
"Did they take such a long bath?"
"Since Patrick can be aroused in front of her, will he..."
With wild thoughts on my mind, I was so irritated that I couldn't focus on the work anymore.
After thinking for a while, I turned off the computer, walked to the corridor, and found Tillie's room.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
After that, I pressed my face against the door and listened to the noise inside.
It was quiet inside.
It meant that Tillie hadn't come back yet.
"In that case, does it mean that..."
With uneasiness and reluctance in my heart, I went upstairs, only to find that unexpectedly, there were no bodyguards on the second floor at this time.
I walked straight to the door of Patrick's bedroom.
And I pressed my ear against the door.
To tell the truth, the rooms here were soundproof. Although I tried my best to eavesdrop on the movement inside, I couldn't hear anything at all.
What the hell were they doing inside?
I didn't know.
Human beings were all curious. Failing to hear anything, I was more unreconciled and eager to know the truth.
I made up my mind that if Patrick didn't need me, then I would go.
After confirming this point, I raised my hand and knocked on the door.
There was no sound inside the room.
When I was hesitating whether to continue to knock on the door, someone suddenly opened the door.
I looked up and saw that it was Tillie who had opened the door. She wrapped herself in a bath towel in a disheveled manner, indicating that she had put the bath towel on in a hurry just now.
Her hair was a little messy. And her face was blushed.
Without wrapping the bath towel high, she revealed her deep cleavage. Meanwhile, the red marks on the revealed fair skin were particularly dazzling.
I bit my lips. For a moment, I only felt that everything couldn't be more ridiculous!
"Janetta, what... what are you doing..."
Tillie's face couldn't be redder. And she clutched the bath towel tightly.
I finally understood what it was like to know that my husband had a love affair with a maid.
I had never been as angry and wronged as I was at this moment!
"Get out of my way!" I raised my hand in a rage, pushed Tillie away directly, and pushed the door open!
As soon as the door was pushed open, I saw Patrick calmly lying on the bed and looking at me.
And he was covered only by a thin quilt.
I saw that somewhere down Patrick's abdomen rose high inside the quilt.
At that moment, my tears fell down.
As Patrick looked at me, his eyes were full of disgust. And he asked, "Did you see it? If yes, go out."
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