Chapter 1 : I'm still alive ?

I slowly opened my eyes and sat up ***Where is this? I'm supposed to be dead, right***? I could hear arguing downstairs . The voices seemed familiar, I looked around the big room I was in and slowly it came back to me . This was Cameron's house and we'd been married for about three months now.

I could hear arguing downstairs and was going to ignore it but it was so loud. I already knew how it would play out and I didn't care but Martha was trying so hard. Plus, it was also beginning to give me a serious headache. Slowly, I got out of bed and fell immediately ***Seems,like I've forgotten how to walk*** .

Wobbly, I managed to make it to the railing outside my room. As I did, I looked around at the place with an open air and a large sitting room in the center. There was absolutely no way I could make it all the way downstairs so I leaned on the railing, trying not to embarrass myself.

Soon, they noticed my presence and fell quiet. Martha seemed upset for me while Darren, Cameron's assistant seemed disgusted but I was unfazed . Calmly, I turned to Martha and smiled " What's going on ? Did something happen "? ***My voice doesn't sound hoarse either***

Before Martha could speak , Darren interrupted her ***How rude. Hmph***! " Master said to inform you that he wouldn't be coming back tonight, so do not wait up for him ". I held unto the railing , smiling and nodding ***Yen yen yen. What an uptight guy. He's still annoying in two lives***.

My expression suddenly turned dark as I stared him down, " Tell your master not to worry but I didn't speak to you. I expect you to speak only when spoken to ". I could see that he was surprised and then he left .

I think I've got the walking thing down and I went back into my room. He never came home in my last life but I was comfortable. ***Don't get me wrong , I hate you but I really really really like money***. I took out the blue tracksuit and decided to go downstairs.

I could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen. I could hear my stomach growling and went into the kitchen. Chef Andre was dancing around as he cooked. I didn't want to bother him so I watched , trying not to giggle.

A while later, he finally noticed me . He jumped , making us both laugh " How can I help the Mrs? The usual "? Cameron had done this 'ditching me last minute' thing several times and every time I'd drank with Andre but not today " No, not today Addie . I'm hungry ".

I made gestures to my tummy and mouth and Andre turned back with a smile. He soon appeared again with a plate of spaghetti but with only one chicken wing . I looked up at him questionably and he sighed.

Defeated, he put another one on my plate. ***Who says good food, isn't good life***? And there I sat ***I don't think anyone's said that before though*** munching and chewing, putting anything like manners aside.

It wasn't on my clothes and it was my food so what's anyone's business? I nearly cried as I felt the sweet taste of food in my mouth I'll never ever take you for granted again .

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