But whatever it was, the duchess quickly came to her senses as raising her hand was an uncultured act.
“It seems you have forgotten many things while living outside, Chloe.
Do wake up.”
The duchess continued.
“The reason your father arranged the marriage was solely because of money.
You do know that, don’t you?”
“He said that he was investing in the future.”
It is of course also true that her father had sold her off.
But she did not want to acknowledge that here.
She wanted to refute her mother even if she had to use superficial words.
So while Chloe grit her teeth and spoke, it instead seemed to appear as a sign of weakness to the duchess.
The duchess put on a nasty sneer on her face as she looked at Chloe.
“It is just an illusion.
Our future in the hands of a commoner? I really do hope that that future does not come.
I do not want that.
If that future comes I’ll just bite on my own tongue and die on the spot.”
Just do what you ought to do.
What she ought to do.
Chloe took in a deep breath.
She slowly brought down her hand which wrapped her cheek and met the duchess’ eyes.
“What is it that I ought to do?”
“What do you think?”
The duchess folded her eyes.
She covered Chloe’s right hand with both of hers and spoke.
“Take the money.”
She grabbed onto Chloe’s hands hard, as if not letting her break free.
“There is no other reason that you married your husband aside from that, is there?”
She broke into a laughter.
Chloe took in a deep breath.
I married him because of love.
I never wanted to take it.
Chloe tried her best to hold in her tears and lowered her head.
Her cheek hurt.
Her calves hurt.
But it was her heart that hurt the most.
* * *
The next day, Chloe dragged her aching body and woke up from the bed.
She pulled up her dress and examined her calves.
The blood had not even dried to form a crust as she had not treated it properly.
There were still drops of blood.
Chloe agonised for a moment.
Should she just leave it, or should she ask Andrea to bring some medication.
If she were to choose the latter it would be no different from exposing her weakness to Andrea.
It hurt so bad.
It hurt not from her physical pain.
It hurt as her heart ached.
Chloe self-mockingly thought that it was because her heart was sick therefore her body hurt too.
Whatever it was, she could not leave both in pain.
As she decided to treat the wound on her calves, she also decided to cool down her swollen cheek from her mother’s slap yesterday.
She pulled on the bell rope.
Not long after, Andrea showed up.
“Is there anything you need, mistress?”
“Bring me some salve that is good for wounds.
As well as some tools to help with applying an ice pack.”
Andrea raised her head in shock.
She immediately saw Chloe’s swollen cheek.
Her eyes trembled.
For, that amount of swelling undoubtedly meant that she must have gotten hit by someone!
“Mistress, are you alright?”
Andrea worriedly asked.
Chloe turned her cheek the opposite side and shook her head.
“I am fine.
So bring me the things I told you to bring.”
“And this is a secret from my husband.”
Chloe made a ssh sound and said.
“That means to never tell my husband.
I would have to fire you if my husband knows about this.”
As it was generally Andrea’s job to inform the master about the condition of the lady of the house, she hesitated for a while.
However, as Chloe was that adamant it was difficult to speak so flippantly.
Therefore she had no other choice but to nod.
I will keep that in mind.”
Andrea hurriedly left the room after saying that she would bring the medication and ice.
Chloe sat down and watched out the window.
The carriage that she guessed her mother had taken here was still there.
Which would mean that she had not yet left.
How much longer was she planning to stay here? As mother had noticed that Chloe was not like before, she may have decided to stay for an extended time.
Though Chloe did not wish for it, she was resigned as she knew that there was no suitable excuse to send her mother back.
She turned her gaze and this time picked up the newspaper on the table.
The first page was an article about the labourers on a strike.
Chloe read the article more carefully.
As expected, there was mention of Eric’s name.
The labourers at Eric’s factory were also part of the protest.
Eric was probably suffering a headache over this issue.
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