I got angry after reading what he wrote on my forehead.
Who is his property?
I am not anyone's property.
I have been brushing my forehead for half an hour to let go of the ink from my face.
" I hate you to hell," I shouted inside the bathroom.
After the ink was removed. I changed my dress and went out of the washroom.
SLAM!
I closed the door of the washroom and went out of the room without looking at him.
" Is there any problem, madam? " asked the butler. I didn't respond to him.
I went directly out of the mansion. I walked down the path and went to the garden and sat down on the bench.
I still didn't stop cursing him under my breath.
to get rid of him from my mind.
I began to admire the flowers to distract myself from thinking about the buffalo.
I saw a servant wate
