Chapter 40

*GABBY'S POV*

As soon as he stormed out of the kitchen after molesting me for the second time in one day, I couldn't help but run off to the room Marcella showed me.

I slammed the door hard and made good use of the lock. It was my room like Marcella said, right?

I shut out all the noise, all the anger, all the hate I felt for this man.

For some reason, I felt a very strong urge to take someone's life. If not his, then mine.

He was the one hitting on a maid in front of his sham of a wife and yet, I was the one who paid for his own mistake.

I was sitting on the floor and crying when I heard some chattering outside. It was the voices of the maids who worked for us. I quickly stood up and walked across the room to one of the windows closest to the door so I could see their faces clearly.

They were standing just outside my room, gossiping about me without even realizing that I was inside and able to hear every single word they said.

"I heard he almost raped her." One voice said.

"Almost?