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CHAPTER 38

Angelina's pov

I could feel the beating of my own heart, I could hear it pounding in my chest as I watched and waited.

I had broken the vase.

Winston would kill me because of that, even if it didn't mean anything to him in the first place. He would be mean to me and he would make me regret the fact that she even stepped foot into this room in the first place.

But yet he was the one that had ordered me to work with the maids, and he was the one who also made sure that I washed his clothes. I didn't even want to believe for one second that the clothes I washed were for Winston.

They smelt as bad as a pig's sty and if they were actually for Winston, I might not be so attracted to him anymore.

For one, what did he do in those clothes to even make them that dirty, and secondly, how the hell would one person smell so bad?

Did he roll in the sewers from time to time?

My thoughts managed to calm me a bit and I looked around. I could see that almost all the maids were avoiding me like the plag
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