From Servant To Queen

Chapter 4: From Servant To Queen 

Maddie 

Odora's face suddenly turned red with fury, her eyes smoldered with fiery rage. 

“Co wife?” She repeated the words like it tasted bitter in her mouth. 

“Yes, dear,” I said softly, stepping away from her and walking toward Camden. A faint smile played on his lips. He was clearly enjoying this. 

“Dad…. What kind of joke is this?” Freddie finally spoke, his voice tight. 

“Do I look like I'm joking?” Camden questioned without looking at him. “ You married her? My ex wife?” 

“Yes.” He responded without delay, making his hands fly to her chest. 

Eartha stepped forward quickly. “This doesn't make any sense! She's nobody. How can you just bring her back here like this?” Camden's averted his gaze to hers, that one look alone made her stop talking. 

“Mind your tone,” he said calmly. “You don't get to speak to my wife like that.” He warned. 

Watching everything happening right now seems like a dream. I never imagined a day someone would defend me. This felt unreal. 

“Mother, are you really going to watch and not say anything?” Freddie shrugged at his mother, who was seated, her hands on her jaw, just watching and observing everything. 

I'm very sure she's too traumatized to speak. I mean, imagine your daughter in law who you treat as a servant, who does chores for you suddenly becomes your co wife. Your husband's new wife. Not even a mistress. 

“What if your father is playing a prank on us right now?* Eartha suggested, probably trying to Freddie up and it worked. Freddie was back on his usual countenance again. 

“Thank you Eartha. It's barely a week since I divorced her, so how could she have gotten married to my father? Even if they did get married, I would have found out.” 

Whatever he wants to say to suit his delusion. “Maddie,” Camden said, "I turned to him immediately. “Come with me.” 

They exchanged glances at each other as they watched us walking away. Odora looked like she got something to say but held it inside. 

Even though I kinda enjoy everything happening right now, I do feel bad for odours. Imagine being with a man for almost all your life and one day, he suddenly wakes up to bring another woman claiming he's his wife. 

I wonder what they did that made him react this way. 

Camden led me upstairs. The same stairs I had walked before,but tonight every step felt different. After some minutes, we finally stood in front of a door. 

*This is your room.” I stretched out my hand to the doorbell and opened it, stepping inside slowly. 

The room was large, neat and quiet. Nothing like the one I used to stay with Freddie. Which always reek of sex. This one is different. With an alluring cologne that got me inhaling into the air. 

Camden tilted his head at me and brushed his hand against my hair. “ Rest, you've had a long day.”

“Thank you….”

The words felt small compared to everything he had done. 

He didn't respond immediately, instead, he looked at me for a moment , like he was studying my face. 

“From today, you don't need to thank anyone.”

I blinked slightly at the words. 

“You're no longer in a position where you have to beg for anything,” he continued. “Remember that.” 

My heart skipped at the words. 

“I understand. Thank you!” I murmur with a smile. 

He gave me a small nod and left the room, leaving me to wonder in my thoughts. 

Everything that happened today felt too fast. Too unreal. I slowly walked toward the bed and sat down. My hands rested on my lap, still trembling a little. 

“Stepmother…” I whispered to myself, unable to believe it. The words sounded strange, but also powerful. And I'm still trying to wrap my head with the fact that my stepson was my ex husband. 

This is just a perfect revenge against Freddie. And I'm going to do everything to get him pissed. 

******

The next morning. 

I woke up to a knock which made me flinch and my heart was panting for a second until I remembered everything. 

That's right. I'm no longer the daughter in law and wife they treat as a maid and made to cook early morning food for the whole family. 

I'm now a stranger they have to respect. 

If it was like before, that knock indicates I should get my ass up and do my morning chores.  

But unfortunately, this time around everything got changed. 

“Madam, breakfast is ready.” The family's voice spoke over the door, giving me chills. 

Madam? Amazing. I got up and quietly dressed. When I stepped out, a maid was already waiting. 

“This way, madam.” She spoke,the words still sending chills down my stomach. I can't believe I'm being referred to as madam. 

The moment I walked into the dining hall, all eyes turned to me. 

The dining hall was already set. Camden was seated at the head of the table, there was an empty chair close to him, which I probably guess belongs to me. 

“Good morning,” I greeted, taking my seat. “Good morning sweetheart. How was your night?” He brushed his hands on mine and kissed it. I stared at Odora who looked like she's about to explode. 

“Eat to your satisfaction.” Camden said, letting go of my hands and returning back to the food he was eating. 

At first no one moved, then slowly they began eating. But the atmosphere was tense. Very tense. I could feel it in my bones. 

Freddie suddenly dropped his spoon out of nowhere. “I can't do this,” he said, standing up. “I'm not sitting here like this. “ 

 “Sit down, Freddie.”

“I said I can't!” Freddie snapped in anger. “She was my wife.” 

“And now she's my wife,” Camden replied, shutting him up completely. 

“You've gone too far, Camden.” Odora finally spoke. There was hurt in her tone. And for the first time, I looked at her properly. Her face turned red with fury, her lips curled in distance. 

Camden placed his spoon down slowly, then he looked up. 

“If anyone here has a problem, you are free to leave.”

Silence descended upon them as everyone stared at each other. No one spoke, because deep down they all knew the house belonged to him. 

Breakfast ended in silence and throughout, no one spoke to me,no one even looked at me directly but I could feel their hatred hanging in the air like smoke. 

“I'll be leaving for the company,” Camden suddenly says, pulling everyone's attention. 

Then he stared at me. “Finish your meal and come to my study.” He uttered then left. 

The moment the sound of his footsteps faded, the room changed. Flooded by noises. Eartha slammed her fork on the table and stood up. 

“You really have no shame,” she snapped. I slowly wiped my mouth with a napkin before looking at her. 

“Good morning to you too.” I respond out of context. I don't have the energy to banter words with her. If anyone is talking, it shouldn't be here. I wonder what she's still doing here. 

“How dare you sit there acting proud? When you and I know you're just a commoner? A destitute rejected bitch.” 

I'm very sure once she's done barking, she'll rest. I stared at Odora who was just quiet, which frightened me a little. I do wonder what's on her mind. 

“You think Marrying Camden makes you important?” She asked softly. 

“No. I think being respected makes someone important.” 

Freddie laughed bitterly. A deep sigh escaping his lips, sadness lingering in every exhale. He must be mourning his ex wife. 

I mean, she was literally perfect for him. Too perfect. A tool always used easily. So why wouldn't he miss her? 

“Mother please help me warn this bitch to back down, if not I'm going to kill her.” Freddie threatened, his voice quivered with emotions. 

I stretched out my hands toward him and touched his hair. “I'm really so sorry but I don't think you can, stepson.” 

A growl rumbled in his chest as he stared at me, his blood boiling in anger, every inch of him wanting to lash out. 

“You know I didn't force your father to marry me. He made his own decision.” Freddie fling my hands from his head like it burned him. 

“You're using him.” He said, making me burst into laughter. 

“And what were you doing?” He froze at the question. 

“You married me to look like a hero. Then you treated me like trash while spending your father's money.” 

His jaw tightened, his eyes brimming with angels. 

Eartha rushed forward and pointed her hands at me. “Don't talk to him like that.”

I didn't plan to answer this bitch but I guess I have no choice. 

*Then how should I speak to the woman who slept with her sister's husband?” In a second, her expression darkened. She brought out her hands, about to slap me when I held it and slapped her. 

Eartha flinched and almost collapsed on the floor but Freddie held her up. 

“How dare you?” Freddie uttered, anger surging through him. “You can't let this bitch get away. Slap her back.” 

Eartha cried, paralyzed by what just happened. 

Freddie proceeded to slap me when suddenly, Camden appeared and Freddie quickly dropped his hands down. 

“Sin

ce you and your little whore can't respect your stepmother. Then I have no choice but to kick you out of my house. I won't have you disrespecting my wife.”