From hot to cold hearted

Chapter 4 true face

When Owen seen that video he knew that Lily would never understand. She would leave him, she was always decisive. When she made a decision that was that, there was no messing around. Thats what he liked about her, she was straightforward and honest.

He hated Maryrose with a passion his mother always wanted him to be with her but she would treat all the maids terribly.

At one time in his early teenage years he did like her but he soon found out it was all a show, he had a nanny who was like a second mother who showed him the real her.

“Young sir maybe you should come with me just be very quiet and dont let anyone see you.” She said with a glimmer of urgency flashing in her eyes. This women was in her 60s and she taught him that maids and the “help” are people just trying to have they own luxury in their own way. That people are working to feed families and to make sure that everyone is healthy. Nana Sarah taught him to say the name of each person who worked in the house and learn why so that yes, he was far richer than them but they were all human in the end.

Its also the reason why he loves Lily so much, she was from a good family, maybe not like him but she never had many staff as she did alot of work with them. They worked together. The gardener taught her how to grow vegetables, the chef taught her how to cook and the maids taught her how to clean and fold a fitted sheet.

Nana Sarah brought him to the coat closet.

“Stand in here and dont come out until you cant stand it anymore.” She said looking quite scared as she closed the door over his face seeing through the slates in the door.

Just as she closed the door his front door opened. Maryrose walked in looking lovely even at 14 she gave off a certain charm to get attention.

“Help, were are the cookies?” Sneering at the old women. Help? He never heard her speak to Sarah like that and cookies? She always brought her homemade cookies with her.

“Sorry lady Miller but Sophie is sick today and wasn’t in to make the cookies for you.” Sarah said looking at her feet.

Maryrose snapped her head around and stomped right across and slapped her across the face. Shock ran across his face this was not the Maryrose he knew. Is this how she really is?. Shock rooted him to the spot, this cant be real right?.

“HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT, i will be the lady of the house in a few years. You MUST do as i ask. What do you plan i give Owen now? He loves my “homemade” cookies. Go get her and drag her back here to make them. I insist that you do.” She said

Nana Sarah holding her face turned and said

“Lady Miller i can’t get Sophie she has…” Sarah was cut off by another slap to the face that made her fall to the floor.

“GOD DAMN USELESS” Maryrose screamed

“YOU PEOPLE ARE NOTHING BUT s**t ON MY SHOE YET YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME!” She lifted her foot.

As if in a daydream realisation hitting him like a truck. Maryrose was going to kick Nana Sarah. Like hell he was going to let that happen. Just as her foot nearly connected with Sarah head he pushed the door open with such force that the slam echoed around the house.

Maryrose turned and her face went pale.

“Owen… i was” she broke out with a smile and glided towards him almost completely forgetting that she was doing anything horrible to nana Sarah.

“Don’t, EVER.” He was so angry, he felt like he could actually kill her, she KNEW how important Nana Sarah was to him. His fists were ready to swing.

“Owen breath first” Nana Sarah said weakly almost whispering. Listening to her weakness he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Just as he was breathing out Maryrose touched his arm.

As if her touch was acid yanked his hand back. Leaving Maryrose taken back by the sudden motion.

“Maryrose from now on ill just ask Sophie to make the cookies since you clearly didnt make them when she recovers from her surgery since you clearly didnt want to listen. Also since i seen how you really are you disgust me, you will never be my girlfriend never mind my wife” he said with disgust in his tone.

“She WILL be your wife” a voice boomed across the room.

“Mother, i refuse after what i just witnessed. She slapped Sarah twice, maybe you didnt see but..” he said with a grim expression

“I seen” she said cutting him off leaving him shocked by his mothers reaction ,

“they are the help what does it matter.” She said like it was nothing, like they weren’t people.