Louisa's POVThe next morning, when I walked into the bedroom, Lucas had already gone. I went downstairs and saw Mrs. Farrow standing in the living room, glaring at me."Great, you're here. I was about to fetch you," Mrs. Farrow said. "The housekeeper is getting on a bit, so I sent her away this morning. Since you're here, I don't think we need to hire a new one. You know how to be a housekeeper, right? Your father said that you used to take a part-time job at the local Holiday Inn?""Where's Lucas?" I ignored her provoking question and looked around. "I want to know where my husband is.""My son's gone for a business trip with Jessica. I know he should take his newly married wife on a honeymoon trip, but what can I say? Maybe he's just not that into you." Mrs. Farrow tossed a mop and a bucket in my hands. "Now, start to move. Chop, chop. The floor doesn't clean itself."Then, she got closer to me and lowered her voice, "My son loves an obedient wife. You should get the gist of it, j
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