A marriage full of wounds

chapter 9

Catherine came out of the bathroom, with a pale face and her whole body shivering with coldness.

Catherine, seeing two women in their 30s, wearing a maid's special suit, was in her room and looking at her cynically.

Catherine, ignoring the two maids, continued to step limped towards the bed. Even though her body was already wrapped in a thick bathrobe, but, Catherine still looked shivering with coldness.

Maybe, because he was too long under the shower water cold water. Catherine, not knowing how to use warm water, forced her to use cold water.

Catherine, also let her body in the cold water, in order to eliminate for a moment the tightness in her chest.

Catherine, want to try to get up and back out of this marriage. But Catherine had to think about the good name of her late parents. Even thinking recklessly Catherine could not.

He was afraid to get scorn in the village about his marriage which only runs a day. It is certain that the honor and good name of his parents will be tarnished. No. gabe. Catherine won't let that happen.

Let him endure all this, until he is no longer able and chooses to give up. Catherine, will try to take her husband's heart, and carry out her role as a good wife. Although, she had to get a rude rejection and hear a rude remark from her husband, Jeffin.

"Curtain! You cheap girl." One of the maids who was in her room, grumbling rudely to — Catherine.

"Look, she's pretentious like, young mistress here," the other waiter sneered. Without fear, the two sneered towards Catherine with a voice that could still be captured by the hearing Indra, the girl.

Catherine, only able to care for everything, and now lay her cold body, under a thick blanket, while wiping away her tears that were still flowing.

Allow himself to rest for a moment in order to understand the current state he is in. She needs to understand everything, the character of her husband, the condition of her husband's first wife and also the servants who always sneer.

Catherine needs an explanation and the only person who will give her an answer is, Madame Margaretha.

Just as, the pitiful girl was about to close her eyes, the two maids approached her and brushed aside the blankets she was wearing. Making, all over the poor girl's body shiver again.

"Hey! Get up and get ready, Madame Margaretha waits downstairs, "take one of them.

The two now stood beside Catherine's bed with their faces sneering and while folding both their hands on their chests.

Not one bit, both respect and cherish — Catherine who is, a new young miss at the Abrahamic residence.

Catherine was still unmoved, with her body cupped down, enduring the chill all over her body. He could only swallow all the words of the two servants.

Both of his palms were tightly clasped, making, one of his injured palms earlier, again emit red liquid.

"Wake up, lowly country girl," said one of the servants, who now pulled Catherine's forced and rough arm.

Making, the girl was forced to wake up with a face that endured the pain all over her body.

"Curtain! Sure, he threw this beautiful body of his to, sir." The waiter commented again while tossing, a piece of plain dress to Catherine.

"Wear, that. You are lucky, for being able to sell this body to master. And can be a young lady here, and get luxuries galore," one of the servants commented with a cynical tone as well as a careless face.

"Hm! She was just a poor girl and a kara. I don't know, what he did, until the master married her," she said with a disgusted face towards Catherine.

"Sure! So ... her, just a poor girl and an orphan?! Sent the other waiter with a face of shock made up.

"Hm! Wine picker girl. Think of it as an ash-upik that turns into Cinderella" she hinah told Catherine.

Catherine herself could only bow her head, hear the words of the two servants and could only be silent about getting the rude service of the two.

Catherine grabbed the plain white dress and put it on in front of the two maids blankly.

After putting it on, Catherine wanted to lie back down immediately, but, prevented by one of the maids.

"Hey! Let it go, we treat your wounds, damned girl," the servant jolted violently and grabbed Catherine's bloody palm.

"No need!" Reject Catherine and pull back her hand.

"Curtain! Who, too, wants to touch this disgusting skin of yours. Basic, girl scrambling over people's husbands," cried the maid who had only folded her hands together in the chest.

"Get out!" Catherine orders with the glare of her sharp eyes that she gives to both of them.

Making the two servants again hissed cynically to Catherine, without any respect.

"Get out!" Pinta Catherine once again with a pressurized speech.

The two valiant servants came out of Catherine's room, but, earlier, they pushed the girl's body rough, until — Catherine fell on the bed.

"Basar, cheap country girl," cetus, one of the servants who, one of the villages with Catherine, do not forget, his cynical face to Catherine.

Catherine cried sobbing with her body on her back on the bed, after the two servants came out of her room.

Catherine shouted hysterically while beating her chest and tugging at her hair.

So cheap was he who married the young master Abraham. In fact, he already has a wife. What, this is the risk that he should accept as the status of a second wife? Looking low and one eye?

Had she known that the man she married already had a wife, Catherine would have refused this marriage. Then why should he be blamed and insulted?

Catherine, got up and then slumped under the bed. He took his face to the edge of the bed and drowned his face there, weeping bitterly, for the insults and insults he had received, ever since he was in Abraham's house.