Twenty-four hours after our wedding, my husband threw a broom at my face and said, “You’re the maid of this house now.”
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Chapter 1
Twenty-four hours after our wedding, my husband threw a broom at my face and said, “You’re the maid of this house now.”
His mother dropped dirty dishes at my feet and laughed.
I caught the broom, swept their expensive dinner onto the floor, then slapped my husband when he grabbed me.
“Clean it yourself.”
He ordered me to leave.
I smiled and called security.
The house belonged to my family’s trust, and neither of them had permission to stay.
Minutes later, guards dragged them outside with their suitcases.
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I tossed the broom after them.
“You wanted a maid. Hire one from the sidewalk.”
