It had been more than three days, and Ruth did not hear anything from Florence. Ruth smirked, thinking she had learned her lesson. At least now Ruth had one thing less to worry about.
Now the next thing on her priority list was Edwin. She had noticed that he was constantly on the verge since their fight. He snapped at anybody for any trivial reasons.
The servants and maids were wary of going near him. He had thrown two servants from their job for nuisance mistakes. He wore a deep frown all the time that made him look more intimidating.
He was walking and talking about danger that nobody wanted to play with.
Ruth was concerned more for Thea. As Edwin's head maid, her head was constantly on the platter with the sword of his anger constantly dangling above her.
Contrary to Ruth's expectations and Thea's personality, she was very calm about all this.
Ruth even asked her once. "Thea, are you sure you are fine with the way he barks at you like a street dog?"
