BLUSH LIKE A STRAWBERRY

Florence could not get her mind away from what she saw in 'the great manor'. Ruth and Edwin... but how?

From what she knew, she was sure that Ruth hated Edwin and had never met him. Then why did he recommend her for the position of head maid?

And what the hell they were doing that made Ruth blush like a strawberry? The way they gazed at each other, made her disturbed.

And that blue-stoned necklace. Was it given by Edwin?

Her mind was about to burst with those thoughts. She took out another dress from her wardrobe when she heard a knock on her door.

"Who is it?" She called a bit irritatingly.

"It is me- Claire!"

Florence sighed. "Come in."

She folded the dress she had taken out and kept it in the bag. Claire stepped in with some random gossip but frowned when she saw Florence packing her bag.

"Why are you packing your bag Florence? Are you going somewhere?"

"Yes." Florence did not elaborate further.