Lewey Collins

EIGHT HOURS LATER

She had a long dream. She doesn't know if she should call it a sweet dream or a nightmare that ever happened to her. The first thing that meets her eyes is the high ceilings of a vast room.

Where am I? She asked herself. She got up from the bed and began looking around the bedroom.

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman entered.

"Young Madam, you are already awake."

What? What did she call me? Her brain freaks out.

"Um, where am I?"

"You are in the Master's bedroom. It was yours and Young master's..."

"I see," she walks toward the window and looks outside. She saw her husband sitting in the garden and sipping a coffee.

The Master's bedroom faces the ocean, but on the other side is the East, where the sun will rise soon.

"Young Madam, please come to the bath so that we can wash you," said a woman age older than her, probably she is in her early 30s.

"Oh no! I can wash on my own!" She strongly refused.

The middle-aged woman and the younger maid glanced at each other.

"Okay young madam, we will wait for you to get done."

She nodded. She doesn't want to complain anymore to finish their conversation.

The hot water feels good on her body. The bathroom is beautiful and also elegant. It was well-kept, clean, and maintained each beauty.

She wanted to use the big tub as she can't stop staring at it but maybe later in the evening. She wants to soak with hot water to relax her tense body.

She tried to check her body. She feels alright. It looks like Lewey did nothing while she was sleeping.

She right away gets out of the bathroom after drying herself. She was surprised and just remembered that maids are waiting for her.

Chelsca stare at a black rob Mrs. Ming is holding now. She was confused about what is the occasion.

"This is the robe the Young Master requested to prepare for you, young madam."

"Why?" she asked innocently.

Again, the two maids glance at each other.

"The Young Master did not mention?"

"No, nothing. He just dragged me all the way here. It was more like kidnapping me."

"Huh? Isn't young madam is Young Master's wife?" Lorie asked younger maids.

"Ah, well... I am still a student, and college has a lot to do. I refused to come because he did not say anything. I-- I forget it was today," she can't think of any safer alibi.

"I see. Young Master truly has a different attitude. But I assure you he is a good child. Even all of you were amazed when the young master suddenly got married. Knowing it was a secret and no members of the family attended," Madam Ming said.

"Ah, actually--" before she could continue, a knock on the door was heard.

Lorie opens the door and talks to whoever that was. Lorie came back after a minute.

"The Young Master asked if the Young madam was already awake and now ready. He requested the Young Madam to join him for breakfast and visit his parent's grave afterward."

Though it surprised her, Chelsca did not let them notice.

"Okay, I will wear the dress now," She took the robe, and Lorie helped her out.

The maid is drying her hair and uses the comb, which also stands as an ironing hair. After then, they styled it as a bun, and she loves it.

She thanked Lorie and Mrs. Ming, who accompanied her to the Pavilion.

"Lewey, I'm here."

Lewey turned, and his mouth dropped open.

He looks at her from head to toe.

There's truly no difference, either wearing a burial robe or be naked underneath him. After all, she is the same girl who won him from the Auction.