Naia had felt the other woman's hostility a while ago and it was why she was so clingy with Thaddeus.
She didn't understand why the woman was so bad to her and combined with her rough rubbing and the very hot water, even Naia was feeling annoyed.
She uttered for her to stop, but the woman kept nagging about things she didn't understand. She also kept holding Naia's chin, shaking it a bit as she ranted with such annoyance.
This went on for minutes, until—
Clack!!
"AHHHH!"
The old woman yelled at the top of her lungs.
BANG!!!
The next thing she knew after a brief blackout, Thessy found herself lying next to the toilet, groaning in pain. She was pushed there by such force that she had no power against it. She was confused and in pain and had no idea what happened.
The loud yells and sounds alerted the people outside and they heard Thaddeus knock loudly and continuously, also calling the servants to get the master keys
The door opened a few minutes later, revealing a shocked and pale Thaddeus. Harold and a couple of servants were right behind him.
Thaddeus went straight to the girl, covering her up with a towel while Harold and the others helped Thessy up her awkward placement on the toilet.
Her hand happened to be in the bowl, and the servants tried very hard not to show their disgust.
Sadly, one of the newbie ones was still a bit queasy and let her go, making her hand fall down the toilet bowl again, this time with her head.
"Ahhhh!"
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING!!!"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The young lad said, heaving a deep breath and pulling her out with all his strength. It was a bit much as her face fell harshly on the cold floor.
But at least it wasn't on the toilet anymore.
Thaddeus didn't bother with them. His eyes were focused on the girl, eyes filled with concern.
"What happened?!" Thaddeus asked, giving the girl a once over, heaving a sigh of relief to see her unharmed, pulling his eyes away immediately afterwards. He was afraid to stare longer than he should.
His concern towards the girl made Thessy's eyes turn red, pointing at the girl. "She attacked me!"
Naia, who couldn't even stand up, shook her head and uttered words with a concerned voice. She extended her hand to help Thessy from where she was, but Thessy reacted like a pig about to get slaughtered.
"NOOOO! DON'T TOUCH ME!" Thessy yelled, waving her hand in disgust, looking at her as if she was a monster.
"She hurt me! She's a monster, master! Get rid of her!!"
Unexpectedly, the master walked in front of the girl as if to shield her from Thessy. And when he turned to look at her, the previous fondness was gone and all was coldness.
"You should go get checked up."
"Master!" She yelled, despaired.
She couldn't believe that she—his nanny since he was a child—was being kicked out for a woman he just met!
"You can't do this! Master!"
Thaddeus' face didn't change, and just looked at Harold to give orders. They looked a bit reluctant and worried, but they would follow his orders anyway.
Thaddeus, in fact, wasn't blinded by his dick.
Before, he really didn't get too far. After a while of waiting, he ended up being too concerned and went against his good judgment to eavesdrop.
The bathroom wasn't entirely soundproofed and Thessy wasn't exactly whispering, so he heard a lot of what she said.
He was shocked when heard her abusive language, and he was about to knock on the door when he heard a scream, a bang, and a clutter.
His heart dropped and he immediately banged on the door, trying to force it to open.
In any case, he wasn't exactly sure what transpired, but he knew that Thessy was not the kind woman she showed herself to be.
It was just Thaddeus never cared enough to see before, and there was no situation wherein she showed this side. And when she was the only woman left in the servants lineup, she must've felt extremely complacent.
Anyway, this was not a person he wanted in the house—with or without the girl. "Help her get checked, Harold."
"Yes, master," the old man said and then motioned for the servants to help the older woman up.
Thessy was naturally not reconciled, trying to push away the other servants.
"Master! NO! Master! Don't do this!" She yelled. "You've been bewitched! Don't you think she's suspicious?! Master!!"
Her words made many others, including Harold, frown.
"Go!" He yelled, "Leave us!"
And they did so, leaving the two alone in the bathroom. She was still sitting on the half-filled tub, barely covered with the towel he placed on her.
It was now that he realized she was really naked. Her white skin was a bit flushed from the heat and rubbing, and her curves barely covered by the wet towel.
Thaddeus felt a bit hot.
He cleared his throat. "You should get rinsed," he said, turning the water on, but he opened the cold water as well to get a nice lukewarm temperature. "After you're done, just press this," he said, demoing it.
He watched her turn it on and off before he decided she could at least do this on her own.
He was about to turn around to give her some privacy, but she held his arm. His breath hitched as he watched the towel completely fall down the water at the movement, settling down at the bottom of the tub.
"You…"
But she refused to let go and he really couldn't take her hand away even if he wanted to. But then he saw her face and he knew she was anxious to be alone.
Her eyes were wide, pure, and trusting as she looked at him, and he felt pained to know what she had to endure without him there.
"It's okay now," he said, caressing her soft face, no longer paying attention to his own lust.
"No more bad guys…"