Alvira's first day went according to plans, she carried out her chores as quickly as possible. Even though she knew Simon wouldn't be back from work until late at night, as she had heard from the other maids, she didn't want to take any chances.Why she felt like she needed to avoid him was the one thing she couldn't find an answer to but she still followed her instinct and did as her heart ordered her to. Since she was used to cleaning Simon's room she finished her chores on time, changed her clothes, and rushed to the university where she attended lectures for nothing short of four hours before she then headed to the library to study and make photocopies of the materials she didn't have as a result of her absence. By the time she was done, it was past 7 pm and she had no choice but to leave since the library was ready to close for the day. She glanced at her wristwatch and decided to head for her old apartment. She couldn't continue living there as a result of her busy schedule
"What?!" Alvira exclaimed then laughed a little. "Are you joking with me, Madam Sarah?" She asked with a smile and Sarah laughed too, as she was slightly amused at Alvira's reaction. "No, I'm not. I think he really likes you, Alvira." Sarah pushed. Alvira rose a brow as the smile on her face slowly disappeared and she began to wonder what on earth Madam Sarah was talking about. Why would she say something like that to her? Did someone start to misunderstand something again? At the time when she was been bullied by Simon, the servants had also mistaken it for Simon being dependent and trusting of her. Was that what was happening here? Was everyone in the mansion confused about something again? Or did they just like to see things that were not there?Was someone trying to cause a fallout between herself and madam Sarah? "I'm sorry madam Sarah, but I think this is a misunderstanding, sir Simon has no feelings for me whatsoever. I don't know who told you this, but I promise you, they
Alvira pushed her cleaning tools up the stairs towards Simon's room with a complicated expression on her face the next morning. After her discussion with Sarah the previous day she had initiated a long conversation with a maid, she met in the changing room. This lady was one of the maids who had been working at the mansion longer than most of the others.The maid who was excited at the idea of a gossip wasted no time in telling her everything she knew of the three years since Simon had been locked in, what he was like after his surgery, and how he had treated his caregivers. Even though she didn’t state it in clear terms, Alvira deduced from what she heard that he was a man who had been ready to give up on life already but couldn’t because Ben wouldn't let him. The mere thought of it broke her heart, ever since she heard Simon's story, she had been a little quieter than she normally was and had a furrowed brow at all times. Her mother noticed and had asked her but she had waved her
Alvira was helped to the bed where she sat, her hair fell around her framing her face and clinging to her skin like a lover. She watched as Simon also helped himself out of the chair onto the bed and sat beside her.As he did, her thoughts strayed to what she had heard about him the previous day. He had learned to depend on himself as a result of his refusal to accept anyone’s care over the years. She was the first person he had actually allowed to move close to him or help him in three years. She had heard that much from the maid and was informed that it was the singular reason why she had been assigned to his room. She stared at him, did he really trust her as they say? If he did? How much did he trust her? "Let me see your leg,” Simon said the moment he settled himself down in the most comfortable position he could assume, leaning a part of his shoulder slightly on one of the four posts of the bed. He wasn’t very comfortable especially when he was seating there without having
When Jared came out of the bathroom, he had no choice but to plug in the hand dryer to a nearby socket, placed at a spot where Simon’s hands could reach and leave.When he did, Simon turned to Alvira and handed the teacup to her first, "Here, drink this. It is hot and good for you" He said and Alvira's eyes widened was little, Did he order this for her too? Looking at the sprain medication, he must have also asked them to bring it for her but when did he order this, why didn't she see him when he did? Was it when she was in the bathroom? She wondered as she collected the cup of tea and sipped from it gently. It was hot and delicious, just the way she liked it. She felt relieved as she felt the tea warm her up from the inside.“Thank you.” She said and Simon nodded before patting the spot next to him. "Seat, I’ll help you apply the ointment." He said.He felt happy when he saw the look of satisfaction and relaxation that spread across Alvira’s face when she drank the tea. He was
The next morning brought a new visitor to the walker's mansion. Clarisse Stone got off the cab that had driven her into the mansion. The white, sleeveless bodycon dress she wore ran all the way to her knee, and her sandy brown straighten hair that had a little curl at its tips fell behind her loosely but a few rested on her right breast in front.She took off her sunglasses as she stared at the mansion for a few minutes, a slight smile on her face as the cab driver helped her offload her numerous luggage from the trunk. As he did, the giant door to the mansion opened and Lara came out, the moment Clarisse saw her she smiled. "Lara!" She called with a smile, a smile also blossomed on Lara’s face and she walked forward, some maids following her. "Mrs. Stone! It’s so good to see you!" Lara said, "I know!" Clarisse exclaimed. "We haven't you in so long," Lara said again as she stopped in front of Clarisse who was smiling brightly. "Oh dear, I have been so busy. You have no idea. I h
The moment Clarisse was done with her breakfast she walked out of the dining room in her usual bashful manner as she greeted all the maids she met along the way feigning the image of a very rich but humble woman. Looking around, she couldn’t see Lara anywhere around the dining room. Even though she wanted nothing more than the opportunity to look around the house in case she caught a whiff of an exciting information that she could use for her and her husband’s benefit, she knew she couldn’t go looking around just yet, or else it would raise suspicion, especially when she could see that madam Sarah was weary of her. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked up it, she noticed that a wheelchair path had been made there and she sighed. The elderly couple really loved Simon, they even made changes in the mansion for his sake. Too bad he had so much bad luck, if he didn’t, would he have fallen in love with a woman like Lana? She thought and scoffed. All the maids looked at her
The moment Lara walked out of the guest room where she had been directing the servants to put things in order according to Clarisse's taste, she was met by another maid, who informed her of Sarah's request to see her. She nodded and hurried toward Sarah’s room, she had been overseeing the cleaning and rearrangement of the room the moment she left Clarisse at the dining hall. Not that there was much to put in order as all the guest rooms in the walker's mansion underwent daily cleaning, even though they were always empty, the servants cleaned them just in case of impromptu visits just as this one. Lara wanted to impress Clarisse and priding herself as someone who knew Clarisse more than the other maids she decided to re-arrange the room to Clarisse’s taste.She hurried to Sarah’s room wondering why she had left the dining room so early, she had worked with Sarah for many years and knew her taste better than anyone else, she even knew how fast she ate and how long she spent at the brea