Chapter 13

"Is this Sir Charles's orders? How strange!" The man was as surprised as I was. He eyed me from top to bottom to find out what was so special about me that Charles had to ask me to serve him.

Ashe glanced at me; perhaps she was wondering the same thing as the man. But when she saw my stricken state, she had just been beaten, and she said contemptuously, "It's not very attractive either; you must be the new slave, and Sir Charles wants to test you."

"All right! Hurry up and wash your face. Sir Charles won't like to see you like this. If you make him unhappy, it may involve us being punished." The man worriedly said.

"The toilet is over here. Hurry up!" Ashe also rushed to urge me.

I dragged my body to the toilet. Looking in the mirror, I saw the side of my face was red and swollen, the five-finger mark imprinted on the skin of my face. How strong that slap was to make my face look so shallow.

I wash my face in cool water. Even just touching the water, I felt my face hurt. So I don't da