I picked up whatever dignity I had left and rushed back to my room. As soon as I got in, I locked the door and got myself into my bed.
I don't know why I am acting like a woman who just caught her husband cheating. Jammy isn't my husband, I have no rights over him. Why did it hurt this much?
I finally fell asleep after much turning and tossing.
When I woke up the next morning I felt like a ghost so I needed something to brighten up my day and that was baking. It was quite early and I knew even the maids would be asleep.
I went into the kitchen and found all the ingredients I'd need for the cupcake. When I mixed everything, I took the dough and had a taste of it, something I've always done since I was younger.
I found the pan and turned the dough inside after applying butter to the pan then I put it in the oven and waited for it to get ready.
I was sitting on the kitchen counter when one of the maids rushed in looking surprised, Marie, the maid who has faithfully served me from the first day I came here.
"Ma'am, what are you doing? If you wanted a cake you would have called me to make one for you, why are you doing it yourself?"
This is how it has been since I came here, they barely let me touch anything, and it was like I was already pregnant. Who knew what their boss must have said to them?
"Calm down Marire, it's just a hobby of mine that calms me down, I promise you'll like it."
She didn't look too happy with this hobby of mine, but she didn't have a choice but to let me be.
When the cupcakes were ready, she helped me design the cake. It was a fun process because I kept rubbing the icing on her face. She looked so cute when she was angry.
I was still with Marie, in the kitchen when Markus walked downstairs with the woman he was with yesterday, I couldn't help but frown.
But what rights did I have, this was his house after all. Marei made coffee and quickly took it to them as they sat on the couch in the sitting room.
I just ignored them, nothing in the contract states that I have to be nice to the women he sleeps with, so am just going to mind my business.
After baking, I didn't even feel like having any of the cupcakes so I just abandoned them and was making my way to my room when I heard the woman speak.
"Hey!" I just kept on walking because I didn't know who she was referring to, I was not a maid.
"Hey! Are you deaf or something?" That was when I turned to her and could you believe it? She was actually calling me.
*How may I help you?" I asked her and the glare she gave me was like I told her to get out of the house.
"Ma I can get you whatever you need." Marie tried to tell her but she raised her hand signaling for her to keep quiet. I didn't want to get in trouble.
"It's fine marie." It was like that simple statement made her angry, I think she felt like I was acting like Jammy's wife, all this time Jammy didn't utter a single word, he was rather focused on the game he was watching.
"Are you in charge here?"
"No I am not," I answered and I think she was satisfied with my answer.
"Serve us breakfast." I didn't need to argue, I just nodded and went into the kitchen, Marie tried to follow me but I signaled to her not to, I know how angry and jealous girlfriends could be.
I made them something simple, I made pancakes and another cup of sweet coffee. When I was done I went to them and told them food was ready, and decided to go back upstairs.
But the lady called me again.
"Where do you think you're going? What if I need something, would I have to yell the whole house down for you?" I wanted to tell her I wasn't a maid here, but the question was, what was I then? Jammy wasn't saying anything, then what do I have to say?
I just followed behind them as they walked to the dining room, the breakfast was already served, so I just stood close in case they needed something like she said.
My mind was somewhere else but I snapped back to reality when I heard her groan in annoyance.
"You witch! What did you put in this coffee?" I turned back just in time to see her spitting the coffee back into the cup.
" I did no such thing," I said as I made my way to her, she looked like she was ready to eat me up whole.
"Are you trying to call me a liar?!"
That was what she was at the moment. Because I didn't put anything in that cup, she was just being dramatic.
I didn't answer her question and that made her face even more angry.
"Drink it. "No way, there was no way I was gonna drink from a cup that had her spit, that was disgusting.
She kept looking at me like she was expecting me to drink it. I took the cup from the table looked her in the eyes and....