Chapter 2: Was my husband you?

Dorothy did not know who outsiders called but the name Tiffany sounded familiar. Not exactly because she had the same name as her, but she vaguely remembered hearing it somewhere. At that time, the door to the room was also opened, and in came a young girl of about eighteen or twenty, wearing a dress of a maid in the movies. Dorothy was stunned on the spot, but the other person looked at her with unfaithful eyes, and even laughed:

"It's worth it. You want to be a young lady of the Macintosh family, but you don't even look at yourself. You are so ugly that no one can see you. What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and go to work."

The voice of the girl was commanding, Dorothy was still buzzing, so when she met someone, she asked:

"Hey lady, let me ask you a question. Where is this place? Who am I? What is this?"

"By the way, what do you want to play today? You don't know who you are, where you are? Isn't that funny? Don't act with me, hurry up and get to work."

The girl snorted coldly. Dorothy felt a little unfortunate. She really didn't know who she was, but it seemed people just think she's acting. Also, who didn't know who they were? Her question in the eyes of people was really silly. But she needed to know who she was, so no matter what the others thought, she still had to ask.

"My mind is a little fuzzy, can you tell me who I am, please?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, the girl burst into laughter:

"Ha ha ha, Tiffany, now you pretend you've lost your mind? Want to run away from work? There is no way! Get out of here."

Tiffany, why was this name so familiar, where had she heard it? It seemed that she couldn't ask anything from this girl, maybe she had to slowly learn. Dorothy stopped asking but said:

"What should I do?"

"Go out to the garden to pull weeds, clean the third floor, and today it's your turn to do the laundry. So much work to do, take advantage of it."

The girl listed a bunch of things to do for the day, and gave her a proud glare. Dorothy thought to herself, maybe she was also one of the servants in here? This was very likely, otherwise she wouldn't have mistreated her like this. The other girl finished talking and left, Dorothy did not delay for long. Knowing that she had to do manual work, she went to the wardrobe to find a neat outfit to put on but alas, in her closet. This girl was all silk dresses, not to mention genuine branded goods. Dorothy wondered, how could a servant dress so elegantly, that's not true. Despite her doubts, she still tried to find a suitable outfit to wear, and fortunately in this closet there were sports clothes. Fortunately, there are gym clothes in this closet, so it's okay to wear them temporarily. Out of the room, Dorothy saw a world like in a movie, she was in a villa, but this villa was so large that she didn't know where it was, just stood there bewilderedly watching. The other was the stairs. Dorothy tried to go down again. At the end of the floor, she saw two servants cleaning the corridor. Seeing her, one of the two spoke up:

"Ah, our young lady is willing to come down, today is really earlier than usual, are you scared?"

Lady? What were they talking about? Dorothy spoke out to confirm:

"Are you talking about me? If not you, then who?"

Nonsense. The maid glared at her. Dorothy was more and more confused at that time. If she was a young lady, then why did she still have to do the work of an employee?

"What are you doing standing there, there's a lot of work underneath, hurry up and do it."

The other servant pouted again. Dorothy couldn't help but ask in a cold voice:

"I ask you, who am I?"

Different from the maids just a moment ago, the two maids looked at each other and smiled, then one of them said:

"Who are you? You're just an unrecognized lowly young lady, to be more precise you're just a child like us. How many times have we told you it's better not to come face to face with us, you're nothing in this Macintosh family"

Hearing this servant say that she had some information about this body, her name was Tiffany, was the wife of a certain young master of the Macintosh family but was not recognized by her husband. Wait, why was this girl's situation so familiar? She seemed to have seen this scene somewhere, but she couldn't remember it. Dorothy needed more information and asked:

"So who is my husband?"

"Heaven and earth, what happened to you by the way today? You don't even know who your husband is. What game are you going to play?"

The other servant also reacted like the one before, thinking she was acting in front of them.

"I'm really asking, please tell me, who is my husband?"

Dorothy asked again, her eyes were a little sharp.

"Who is ? Who else could it be , just . . . "

The maid, who was halfway through the conversation, fell silent, and suddenly bowed her head and said:

"Young master, good morning."

The girl next to her also acted and said the same thing, the two of them seemed to be lowering their bodies, not daring to look up. Dorothy suspiciously turned back and saw the man who had kicked her off the bed, her face stiffened, unable to hide her anger. At this time, he was wearing a luxurious and elegant suit, with a faint scent of expensive perfume on his body. This was really a handsome man with an ideal height.

But this was not the time to look at beauty. She had a doubt, could this man be her husband? For some reason, Dorothy blurted out and asked,

"Are you my husband?"

The two servants heard her question and looked at each other in horror. The man smiled deathly, suddenly grabbed her by the neck, and then a voice like a ghost came to the ear:

"Husband? Wanting Jack Macintosh to be your husband? You must pay a very expensive price. If you can bear it, I will give you satisfaction.

Finishing sentences, he gave her a push causing Dorothy to stumble and fall to the ground, her head once again hitting the table next to her. Dorothy took a breath of cold air, this fall was even more tragic than the last time, she couldn't accept that men would treat women like this, this was like violence. She wanted to stand up and reason with the man, but as soon as she got up, her body couldn't help but fall. No one help, Ms. Dorothy once again fell to the floor. This time she was not as lucky as before, directly fainting. This time she was not as lucky as before, directly fainting. Jack didn't care about her at all, he just kept walking down the stairs, regardless of what the woman did or not. Waiting for him to leave, the other two servants raised their heads and went to the place where Dorothy fainted and kicked her in the body:

"Wake up, what are you pretending to be, worthy of a dirty woman."

Dorothy didn't react, the person next to her said:

"She hasn't fainted, has she?"