Episode Five
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What the hell is going on!!
“Who the hell is she Ivan?” The strange woman comes in screaming.
The man's eyes moves from me to the woman at the door in a daze, he looks like away like he's about to go back to sleep and fear fills me hoping he is not who I think he is.
“I'm so sorry Mr. Ivan. Marie what are you doing here?” Mrs. Leah asks calmly but her expression is anything but calm.
“I have no idea.” I try to say.
“The hell you do not you desperate whore.” The strange woman yells and my jaw nearly drops open.
I try to get up and run from there but my attire was too exposing, I was so ashamed at this point.
“I really do not know how I got here Mrs. Leah.” I whimper out trying to get her to believe me.
“You f****d up b***h, how dare you, I will teach you to know your place.” The woman says heading straight for me, looking like she was about to put an end to my life.
“Jessica stop the drama this minute.” my supposed boss says in a low voice standing between the strange woman and me.
“Leah, please help Jessica here, outside.” My boss calmly states like this was not a major crisis.
“Ivan, I am your future wife, you will treat me this way? You will pick a street rat over me, Jessica Simpson?” The lady says in rage and my heart rate increases.
Oh my God, I am going to lose my job.
Mrs. Leah eyes me before escorting the woman out of the room.
“You'd better get dressed and meet me downstairs Ivan.” The lady yells out before storming out of the room.
The man whose back is facing me sighs tiredly before slumming back down on the bed.
“What is your name?” I jump when I realize his question is directed at me.
“I-m so sor-”
“What is your name?” He repeats his question with a command.
I swallow hard, “Uh- Marie, your new maid, Sir.”
“Now Marie, how did you get up in here?” My boss asks suddenly watching me with interest.
“I-I truly have no idea, I wasn't supposed to be here, I was in my room, I- I-” I chant in frustration, my own memory failing me, the only thing I remember is dressing up to go to bed.
“Okay Marie, why aren't you leaving then?” The man coolly states watching my every move.
I pull the bed cover above my chest tightly at his question and his eyebrows raise in reaction to my movement.
“You weren't shy when you waltzed in here and took your place in my bed without my permission but now you are shy?” My boss tells me with sarcasm dripping down his every tune.
“I really do not know how I got here, I swear.” I say feeling like I was about to burst out into tears.
The man pays me no mind, he stands from the bed and heads into what looks like a walk in closet and heads back out.
He throws a material onto my thigh.
“Get dressed.” He orders, it's a shirt, I sigh feeling grateful.
“I really do not want to get fired Sir, I would never do something like this.” I try to tell him, standing after putting on the shirt.
I cannot lose this job, my mother would consider me an ultimate failure for this.
“Why would I want to fire you?” Mr. Ivan asked genuinely confused, confusing me further.
“You are not?” I ask fearfully.
“No, of course not sweetheart, as long as you put on a great smile on your face this second, because you are going to help me get rid of her.” Mr. Ivan says softly and my heart rate begins to spiral out of control again.
Before I can ask what he means the man is already dragging me out of the room and down the stairs, where his future wife is seated at the dinner table.
“I'm so sorry Sir, I have no idea how I ended up in your bed, I really am so sorry.” I begin to blabber on in panic. Oh my God, I'm going to get fired.
“Shhh.” Ivan Monteiro whispers watching me with such loving eyes and I stare at him stupefied.
“Jessica meet my wife.” My boss says.
“What??” Jessica screams the same time my head whips towards him in shock.
“What the hell are you talking about Ivan?” Jessica yells, her face all red.
“You just heard me Jessica, I am married, I will not have you harassing my wife in our home.” My boss lies through his teeth with a straight face.
“Ivan, you cannot possibly mean that, our wedding is in a few weeks, I love you.” Jessica says pitiful and I stand stupefied in between.
Her hateful eyes turns to me when she gets no reply from Mr. Ivan.
“I will not let you do this to me Ivan, what would people say?” The Jessica screams so loud, I'm about to drown in guilt.
She storms out of the building and Mr. Ivan let's go of me as soon as she is out of sights.
I slump onto the floor, having no strength to hold myself up after the great ordeal that just happened.
“Get back to work, all of you.” Mr. Ivan commands and it's only then that I become painfully aware of the watching eyes of the employees around us.
“You get to keep your job Marie.” Mr. Ivan announces and I look up at him to find his cold gaze watching me.
Was this why a grown man hired a caregiver, because he's bipolar?
I nod my head timidly, I am going to pretend that none of this happened here today. It was just all a bad dream.
I head back into my room in a daze, ignoring the judgemental eyes of all the employees who once adored and dotted on me.
It's barely two hours later of me locked up in my when another strange voice of a woman threatens to bring the roof down.
“Where is she? Where is she Ivan?” The woman yells out.
“What are you doing here mother?” The unmistakable voice of my boss asks.
Oh my God.
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