This night was exceptionally difficult for the Viscount's family.
The women changed out of colorful silk clothes, put on black gauze skirts, and covered themselves with black veils.
They gathered in front of the warm fireplace, crying sadly.
The Viscountess wailed all night and cursed her daughter-in-law: "You useless woman! You didn't even leave William a son, and I'm sorry I made William marry you! '
Helena sneered and said, "When I used my dowry, why didn't you say I was useless? It was just to marry me for money. Speaking of money, I haven't mistreated you all these years. All you eat is my dowry. If it weren't for me, your estate would have been heavily in debt. How could you live a luxurious life!"
"What do you mean by saying such things!"
"What do you mean? I'm already a widow now, without children or the title of Viscount. Why am I staying here? Of course, I'm going home with my dowry."
"You! You have no right to do this!"
A right? Of course I have that right, and I have that right under the law."
Helena smiled and stood up, saying to everyone, "It's getting late, everyone. Rest early and prepare for the funeral in the days to come."
After Helena left the room, the viscount cried loudly and cursed, 'What a slutty woman, a lowly woman! She can't take away our property! She can't!'
"Mom, please calm down, "Third Miss Catherine sat next to the Viscount, comforting her and gently fanning the rapidly breathing Viscount with a folding fan.
Catherine is a rare beauty who likes to wear a golden wig to highlight her fair skin and light green eyes. Although she is only 16 years old, she has already risen tall and graceful.
The viscount cried and said, "What should we do then? What do you think we should do? We will go bankrupt and have no heir. Your father's title will be inherited by a wild boy outside. One day your father will die, and we will be kicked out of here!"
Viscount Bruce said, "It's not that pessimistic. As usual, let him marry Margaret or Catherine, and let our daughter become the mistress of Momong Manor. As far as I know, he is very good at management and should be considered wealthy.
Don't do it! Dad, I don't want to marry him! That ugly hunchback Miss Margaret jumped up first and fiercely objected, 'I want to choose my own husband!'
Compared to Miss Catherine, Miss Margaret's appearance is superior, but her personality is not as stable as Catherine's. She is very arrogant and always gives orders.
Viscount Bruce said, "Do you want to choose your own husband? If a wealthy and powerful nobleman is willing to marry you, I will marry you out immediately. However, unfortunately, considering that your wealthy sister-in-law is preparing to leave, I'm afraid I won't even be able to provide a dowry of one thousand pounds. Do you think there are still nobles willing to marry you in this situation?"
"Oh! Oh my god! Oh my god! "Margaret screamed loudly.
I will immediately write a letter to notify him to come, "said the viscount." You, prepare everything and welcome him."
...
Last night, it snowed for the first time since the beginning of winter.
Late at night, lying in bed, the cold air surrounded me, making it difficult for me to fall asleep.
My feet are always cold and cannot feel warm, which reminds me of the days when I was hiding in my memory...
In the early morning, I woke up to the urgent ringing of the bell and started my day's work again.
According to the orders of Steward Aaron, I went to the stable and informed the horsemen, 'Viscount will be leaving later, prepare the carriage immediately.'
Momong Manor has a very sturdy stable built, where more than ten excellent horses from the eastern grasslands are kept for the owners to walk or hunt. At the same time, a group of purebred beagle dogs are carefully kept here. Before I even entered the stable, these little ones were barking incessantly.
Some stablemen greeted me, saying that it might rain later, and that they would examine the carriage carefully.
Unlike the servants who served in the castle, there were more than a dozen servants on the estate, such as stablemen, gardeners, yard guards, night watchmen, etc., who were not entitled to enter the castle, but lived in a row of cabins near the woods. A servant is a lower servant than a subordinate servant, and sometimes I can order them to do things.
The Viscount's personal servant will prepare a cloak and umbrella, you don't have to worry, "I said.
"Owen, I heard you went home a while ago." 'asked old stableman John.
"Yes, on the day when Master William's misfortune occurred, it was really bad, "I said.
"How is your family."
"They are very healthy."
"In a few days, I will drive to the city for shopping. Do you need me to bring anything for you? "Uncle John asked me.
"Oh, no need, I gave all my wages to my mother and don't have any spare time to buy anything, "I said with a smile.
"You must be clever, young man, and keep some money for yourself." "My niece Betty has come to the farm today as a cook," said John. "She is a foolish girl; you may give her a lift when you have the chance."
When I heard the name Betty, I froze for a moment, I had forgotten her for so long...
At noon, I saw the little girl in front of the oven, and it was Betty. She's been roughed up by some of the older cooks, and I think she's about to cry.
I put down the tray in my hand and walked over to comfort her: "You're Old John's niece, right? I'm Owen. He asked me to take care of you. Don't be too nervous. When they do something wrong, they can only scold you, but they won't hit you or drive you home, right?"
Betty's face improved a lot and she smiled at me. Perhaps it's not easy to look up at me, because I'm tall. She quickly lowered her eyes and twisted her apron with both hands.
Alright, young man, don't disturb the girls under my command A fat cook rudely pulled Betty out of my sight.
Simon walked over and winked at me, saying, "You're really charming, kid. Look at that girl just now, I suspect if you look at her again, she'll be ashamed to go underground."
I awkwardly smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense, she's just very introverted."
Simon said, "Hmph, if I had your pretty little white face, I wouldn't be a lowly servant anymore. Maybe I've already become the lover of some noblewoman."
I ignored him, picked up the tray and walked out of the kitchen.
I didn't contradict him because, once upon a time, that's how I thought I was.
My mother inherited me a good look, I have a tall and straight body, golden curly hair, a tall and straight nose, deep eye sockets, blue eyes, angular face is very handsome in everyone's eyes. I remember when I was just 14 years old, a womanly woman in my village seduced me, tried to have sex with me, and even offered me money for it. I said yes, and we kissed each other in the haystack, tore off each other's clothes, but when I saw her fat body, I ran in a hurry, the woman's body has a lot of red spots, dense, make me feel sick. Now that I'm 18, I'm more mature and beautiful than I was when I was 14, and women like me more. They were always whispering about me, and then snorting. Their eyes followed me everywhere I went, which gave me blind confidence that all women would fall in love with me...
Selena, the housekeeper, asked me to bring coffee and dessert to the small living room.
A professionally trained footman is expected to have elegant manners, especially when serving. When holding a tray, you must hold your head high and look straight. The small tray can only be supported with one hand firmly under the end, the other hand against the back of the waist. The pace of walking should be steady, not slow.
To be both elegant and balanced is difficult for the average person to achieve without a long period of training. So when Aaron, the butler, saw that I had mastered it almost immediately, he marveled that I was born to be a good footman.
I couldn't tell him that I had been doing this every day in my previous life, walking back and forth with a book on my head, standing against a wall, all day long.
Today, we have a visitor at Momong Manor.
The eldest lady, Judith, and her little daughter, Dolores, had arrived in the carriage from Wickerton, and they were a little late, for Master William's funeral was all over.
Miss Judith was crying out of breath and looked very sad.
Of course, we don't know if she is as sad as she looks. Because she combed her beautiful hair, applied delicate makeup, and wore various expensive and gorgeous jewelry, the only difference from usual was that she changed into a black dress.
She said angrily to the Viscountess, "That slut has just gone!"
The viscount vigorously shook the fan, her waist tied too tightly, which made it difficult for her to breathe, so she said in a hurried voice, "As soon as the funeral was over, she got into her mother's carriage and left."
"Oh, Mom, you've suffered so much that you have to endure the anger of such a lowly woman. We shouldn't have let the merchant's daughter into the house for a little dowry, "Judith said arrogantly.
"Now is not the time to think about that woman." 'whispered the Viscountess.
Judith showed a thoughtful expression and put down the folding fan in her hand, "So, will he come?"
"I'm not sure, our relationship was very poor back then... "said the Viscount anxiously.
I could hear all the conversation of my hosts, but I had to pretend that I was invisible, and my job was only to bring in the food, give it to the senior footman, and then stand by the wall, like a fresco, waiting for orders.
The senior footmen, who serve tea and refreshments to the ladies and ladies, are attentive, graceful, and walk with a light footstep like a cat.
Margaret, the second lady, was whispering to Jason, the footman, while Catherine, the third lady, was much more solemn, and though she smiled gently at the servants, she never bothered to say a word to us. I suppose she despised our kind from the bottom of her heart, but I was lost in the swamp of her beautiful smile, and I never saw such contempt, and even thought she was in love with me...