My eyes widened, and I no longer knew what to do after uttering some words.
You idiot! You're supposed to be mute!
I didn't know if I would speak one more time to explain or try to pretend to be mute again. I was getting frantic with that stupid mistake when suddenly, she leaned on my chest that made me froze.
I felt her weight was being passed onto me and when I checked her face, her eyes were closed which looked like, she had lost consciousness. I immediately hugged her when she was about to fall on the ground.
* * *
My arms immediately slumped and my backbone and hips also became numb after I put Hyacinth down on her bed.
I couldn't even let out a groan when I felt my back would break with just a little movement since Hyacinth might hear me again. I slowly sat on the side of her bed to rest and I gasped with exhaustion.
This woman was so heavy that I even thought, I carried a whale!
* * *"That's enough. You're already drunk."
"You can ... talk?"
"You ... sounded like a man." * * *
I closed my eyes tightly when I remember what happened earlier. I hit my head in annoyance with myself because of that stupid mistake.
What the hell was wrong with me?! Why did I forget that I was actually disguised as Terry who was a mute woman? Why?!
Thanks to that, I have to say goodbye to this high-paying job and from this wonderful resthouse I live in now!
Undoubtedly, when she wakes up later, she will evict me and I will have to go back to scrambling to find another work to support me.
I was about to pull my hair to punish myself but I remembered, I had my wig on so I held myself back and just tapped my mouth hard instead.
"Hmmm..." Hyacinth moved behind me and I was about to stand up to leave when she suddenly hugged me from behind so I froze and my eyes widened.
I slowly glanced at her hands on my stomach and she locked her fingers there.
"Mom... come back... Please ..." She hugged me tightly. "Come back... I miss you so much..."
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The next day
I was already packing my things in my suitcase since I was fully aware of my fate. My fate of leaving this lovely place with all thanks to my own mouth that uttered few words this dawn.
"Aggghhh... Terry..."
I halted when Hyacinth called me from her room while groaning so much.
She's already awake.
I immediately picked up the wig that I laid on my bed and before wearing that, I first changed into a turtle neck blouse and pajama.
"Terry! Help me... My head hurts like fuck!" she shouted.
Then just removed it from your neck, I would like to answer sarcastically but of course, I didn't.
Why does she bother other people with her hangover after getting herself that drunk?
"Agghhh..." She continued to groan.
Carrying the sketch pad and pen that I will use to talk to her, I went to her room.
She was whining in pain on her bed while holding her head. I approached her and snapped my fingers to let her know I was already here.
She looked at me and I couldn't help but frown when I saw puffy eyes. She probably couldn't see clearly because of it. Even her face was swollen. That's what she got after getting that drunk and crying too much last night.
But even so, she did not look ugly.
Just a bit, I can say.
"I've got a terrible hangover Terry. I badly need a hangover soup. Please bring me here some 'cuz I can't go to the kitchen with my head throbbing this much," she requested while still writhing in pain.
I just nodded and placed the pad and pen I was holding on the study table next to her bed and then took the tray with a bowl of soup covered and a glass of milk from there.
I took off the cover of the soup I made and showed it to her.
I cooked that a few minutes ago so it was still warm. I can say I've got a lucky guess with the time she will wake up. I also placed it here on her study table so she can eat as soon as she wakes up.
A smile lit her face after seeing that her food was already prepared then she tried to sit but had a hard time due to her hangover so I helped her.
"Thanks." she thanked me while still holding onto her aching head.
I'll admit, that's something nice about her personality. She knows how to be grateful unlike other rich folks who are very rude. She also apologizes when she does something wrong here at home and she immediately admits it to me. So I don't know why Manang Tonet labeled her as a scary person.
I placed the tray of food in the space in front of her. There she started to sip the soup broth with a spoon. She also drank milk immediately and when her stomach warmed up, it was apparent with her bright smile that she somehow felt better.
"You know what, you're truly skilled in cooking. This is just a simple soup but this is super duper good." she praised.
I just smiled like her compliment was nothing but the truth was, it actually made me happy. She usually tends to compliment when she liked something.
While watching her enjoying her food, I didn't realize I was already smiling broadly.
"Argh! Fuck this hangover! I won't ever drink again! I only drank one bottle of wine last night, right?" she talked to herself and shut her eyes tightly seemingly trying to recall how many bottles she drank.
My smile faded and fear began to wrap around my chest because of my mistake that she might remember.
"I remember, I only took two bottles from the cooler and I was out there drinking. Wait. How did I get here to my room?"
My palms were already sweating and I had a goosebumps when the cold wind blew.
"Did you bring me here Terry?"