Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Thinking about that, she got up from the sofa and took out the exquisite box Old Master Firth had given her. Inside the box lay a quiet, emerald and diamond bracelet. Old Master Firth used to say that only the woman who owned this bracelet was the true mistress of the Firth family.

Now that she was about to leave, she thought she should return it to Charlie. Whether or not Charlie would give it to Vivian in the future was no longer her concern.

She gently touched the bracelet, feeling its cold touch. There was a sense of reluctance in Nancy's heart, but she only touched it once before closing the box and leaving it on the coffee table. She also placed the car key and the card that Charlie had given her, as well as the bags she had bought, onto the coffee table.

Despite her love for money, she would never covet anything that wasn't hers.

Charlie never did housework, so after Nancy finished all the above, she folded the quilt on the bed. Seeing Charlie's clothes he had taken off on the floor, she picked them up.

In the living room, Maid Heather was mopping the floor. Seeing Nancy come out, she smiled and said, "Mrs. Firth, you don't need to do this. Just leave them in the room. I'll deal with it later." "I know."

Nancy gave a nod. However, she still held the clothes and headed towards the laundry room.

Maid Heather hesitated, quickly put down the mop, and followed after her.

Charlie's clothes were all meant to be dry cleaned, and couldn't be touched by water.

The expensive fabrics would be ruined once they were watered.

Just as she was about to say something, she saw Nancy carefully separate the clothes, and put suits, shirts, and other items into the dry cleaner.

Maid Heather was relieved, but she was also confused. Although Vivian was just an step-daughter of the Mirren family, she had been treated very well. She was brought up under the standards of a noble lady. How could she know how to do laundry?

Just as she thought of that, she saw Nancy hand-washing Charlie's underwear. Maid Heather's eyes widened in surprise, "Mrs. Firth, you..."

Nancy understood why Maid Heather was shocked. She explained with a smile, "He's very nice to me, so I want to do something for him."

Suddenly, Maid Heather was moved. She thought that Mrs. Firth was truly a rare good wife.

Young Master Firth was really blessed.

After washing it, Nancy cleaned up the bedroom thoroughly. She even washed the bed linen she had used.

Only when there was no trace of her remaining in the room did she look back at the it where she had lived for three years. "Goodbye, Charlie."

After saying that, Nancy picked up her suitcase and walked out. Seeing the suitcase in her hand, Maid Heather politely asked, "Mrs. Firth, are you going on a business trip again?" en NovelDrama.Org

"Yes."

Nancy answered with a nod, "Maid Heather, I'm leaving. Thank you for your care."

Maid Heather suddenly felt that something was odd about those words. Although Mrs. Firth often went on business trips, she had never said this to her before. It felt too much like a final farewelb Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

However, she didn't say anything. She just watched as Nancy walked away with a suitcase.

An hour later, Maid Heather's unease had grown. She finally picked up her phone to call Charlie.

Once the call was connected, she got straight to the point, "Young Master Firth, I think something is wrong with Mrs. Firth today." Charlie's deep voice came from the other end, "What's wrong?"

Maid Heather pursed her lip and said

in a low voice, She washed the clothes you changed out of today. She also washed the bed sheets, quilt covers and cleaned the entire bedroom. She even carried her suitcase out and thanked me for my care. I don't know why, Young

Master Firth, but I feel that Mrs. Firth

is acting strangely..."

With a "click", the call was hung up. Maid Heather stared at her phone, puzzled as to whether Young Master Firth had paid attention to what she said or didn't care at all.