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Because I was feeling unwell and couldn't attend my husband's childhood sweetheart's birthday party, my husband accused me of being overly sensitive and sent me to Mexico to train me to be as obedient as a maid.
But he doesn't know that I've been living like an animal here.
To survive, I've become the lowest of the low. During the day, I'm put on display for tourists. At night, I have to service men. Even the janitors can find pleasure with my body.
A year later, my husband brings me home, very pleased to see how obedient I've become.
He takes me to attend my father-in-law's 60th birthday celebration.
Seeing trash on the floor, I instinctively grab a broom to clean it up. When someone's clothes get stained with wine, I kneel down and wipe it with a towel using a servant's etiquette. My husband becomes furious, "I only told you to learn from maids, did you have to go this far to disgust me?"
At that moment, someone accidentally brushes against my thigh. I tremble in fear and instinctively start to undo my clothes.
My husband is devastated.

Husband Sends Me to Learn to be a Maid

Archer looked at her, "I entrusted my wife to your care, instructing you to teach her proper maid etiquette. Yet in just one year, she's turned into this mess. What have you done to her?"


Aunt Hattie was nearly pissing herself in fear.


Back at the estate, Scarlett had given her a million dollars to turn me into the lowest of women.


"Mr. Winters, I've been looking after your wife exactly as you instructed."


Aunt Hattie quickly regained her composure and denied everything.


"You still think I can't see through your lies at this point?"


Archer waved his hands, and several menacing henchmen dragged her to the back room.


Fifteen minutes later, one of the henchmen returned, leading Archer and me into the back room.


"Sir, I was wrong, I was wrong... I'll tell you everything, please don't kill me..."


Aunt Hattie's clothes were torn to shreds, blood trickled from her mouth, and her cheeks were swollen. She knelt before Archer, God knows what brutal interrogation she had just endured.


Chapter 5