Chapter Eight

Celina's POV

I wake up early, nothing unusual about that. When I looked at the other side of the bed, Jefferson was not there already, or to be accurate, he never came to sleep at all.

I get up from the bed and went to the bathroom. I can say that his room was really beautiful and I like his bathroom because it was spacious. There were toiletries that I could use and if I didn't know that we are being forced into this marriage, I would think that Jefferson cared for me for exerting his effort in buying everything for me.

The facial wash was all expensive. It was the one I usually saw on a glass cabinet that had a lock on it. Did he actually think that I use such expensive things to wash my face? Well I decided to just use it because it was mine after all.

After I washed myself, I changed my clothes and went down to the kitchen. I was planning on making my own breakfast bottle maids already done for me.

"Ma'am Celina, you can wait for your breakfast on the dining table." On of th