Chapter 4 I Don't Think It Should Go Up Ii

• The first floor housed the living rooms, kitchens, normal and gourmet, and two bathrooms. At the top were the suites. Andress and I used the main one and my mother-in-law and friend Mabel used the second biggest one. The rest of the rooms housed guests. My friend Ashley also had a room in the mansion, which she used occasionally when she got home late and we thought it was dangerous for her to go home alone.
• Ashley was my mother-in-law's doctor. Mabel's health condition was delicate and required care. In the past, she had an accident that left her paraplegic and also dependent on some medications.
• — I'm home — I informed the driver.
• He opened the door and stated:
• — I will only leave as soon as you are attended to, ma'am. I was paid by the doctor to keep me safe.
• I laughed:
• — I'm safe now.
• — Still, I'll wait until you get in the door — he reaffirmed as he leaned on the hood of the car, seeming determined to fulfill the promise he made to Verbena.
• I turned my back and somehow felt safe that he was there. I recognized Ashley's car in the garage, but the other one, red, I didn't identify the make of and didn't even remember it being ours. Would Andress have changed cars?
• I opened the door and found myself in my house. Before closing it, I peeked at the driver, who finally seemed determined to leave.
• I looked at the room in white tones, which I had chosen. I breathed in the sweet, floral scent of home. And I was confused to see everything exactly the way I left it, as Andress had claimed that she had no money to pay for my treatment and hospital stay.
• Getting rid of the house would be the first thing to do in the absence of money, since a mansion in that specific place was worth a lot.
• Mabel had certainly been bad that night and that was why Ashley had come to help her.
• I was heading towards the glass staircase when I stopped. My mind brought back a memory of Kayde and Andress arguing. I remembered some situations where the two would poke fun at each other, making sure they didn't get along very well.
• I touched my temples when I remembered my grandfather... And my whole heart was filled with love. Since I arrived at the Hausers' house and found out that Alexis was sick, I started taking care of him and it didn't take long for me to thaw that heart that had so much love inside.
• - Madam? — I heard the voice of Fernanda, the housekeeper, recognizing her immediately, as if she had never left that house, since she was exactly as she was a year ago.
• - Fernanda! — I smiled, going towards her and hugging her.
• — I... My God! I thought... I was dead! — Her voice barely came out.
• — She's pale. It really looks like you saw a ghost — I joked.
• - It's alive.
• — In the flesh. — I took her hand and made her touch my arm, which she squeezed lightly.
• I noticed that her hands were shaking and I tried to calm her down:
• — I'm not dead. I'm not a ghost, Fernanda. I woke up from a coma a few weeks ago. And... I wanted to surprise Andress and Mabel.
• She took a step back and bit her lip nervously:
• — But... Did they tell Mr. Montez Deocca?
• — No... Like I said, I wanted to surprise you. — I smiled and headed back to the stairs, being restrained by her.
• — You can't go up, ma'am — he said in a weak voice.
• I laughed:
• — It's okay, Fernanda. Andress is at home, isn't he?
• She nodded.
• — Then I'm going to surprise you, as I imagined since I came out of the coma. Can you believe they told me that my Andress didn't want to hear from me? — Laughs. — This is all crazy.
• — Madam... I... I don't think you should go up.
• I looked at the clock, which said eleven o'clock at night:
• — Andress doesn't sleep early. I will certainly find him lying down, playing on his cell phone — I remembered longingly my husband's body in bed, wearing only underwear, with his perfect body in evidence. —And he'll be happy to see me.
• - Madam...
• — And Mabel? My God, I miss my mother-in-law.
• — Mrs. Mabel... She is no longer in the house.
• - Like this? — I returned, taking a few steps back and facing Fernanda.
• — She... She was admitted to a Clinic.
• — Has her health worsened?
• — I... I don't know, ma'am. I just know that... She is no longer in the mansion.
• - Where is she? Which clinic?
• — I can't give you this information, ma'am... Because I really don't know.
• I shook my head and Fernanda stood in front of me:
• — Madam, don't go up.
• I narrowed my eyes and asked:
• — Get out of my way, Fernanda.
• She looked down and left, giving me passage. I was scared of what I would find up there. Still, I took a deep breath, faced her and slowly climbed each of the glass steps, my heart racing.
• I walked down the corridor lit by the lamps attached to the wall until I reached the end of it, where I saw the door to my room. I heard sounds coming from inside... And laughter.
• Although I didn't want to admit it, I already knew what was happening there.
• I slowly turned the handle, trying not to make any noise. Then, with the light coming from the street, from the streetlights, combined with the moon from the beautiful night outside, I saw the perfect silhouette of Andress's body over the woman, as he kissed every part of her body.
• — You're wonderful, Ashley!
• — I know... — She laughed.
• I was almost breathless when I heard my best friend's voice. Now I understood her car in the garage... And the fact that Mabel was no longer in the house.
• What had those two done to Mabel? How was Andress able to get her own mother out of the house?
• — Hot... — Andress opened her legs and started kissing her.
• I heard Ashley's intense moans echoing through the room:
• — Tell me you'll be mine forever, Andress.
• — I will be... Forever — he guaranteed, still between her legs.
• — What if Dudley wakes up? — he asked in a languid voice.
• — That fool won't wake up. And if she wakes up, I will demand a divorce, whether she wants it or not. Under no circumstances will I continue a failed marriage.
• — It's already been a year... Maybe it's time to file a court request to have the devices turned off — she suggested.
• — Honestly... I don't want to talk about Dudley between your legs, love...
• Ashley laughed and shouted:
• — Then, that hurts... Continue... I love it when you bite my pussy.