I Hope You Will Never Regret

Mr Martins asked Butler Bruce to protect Bridgette from his wife. Then he told him that Bridgette would eat with them because she was his guest. Butler wasn’t surprised when he heard Mr Martins’ words because he was aware of the relationship between Mr Martins and the Evans family. When Aunt Rose and Bridgette returned to the house, Mrs Martins was still in the living room watching television. Bridgette wanted to go to her bedroom to rest but she decided against it. She walked to the living room and sat on the sofa. Mrs Martins looked at her with disdain in her eyes and said, “What are you doing in my house?” Bridgette was taken aback and replied smiling, “Auntie, I am here to help Uncle Martins with the baby.” Mrs Martins was so furious and said, “Who are you calling Auntie? Please leave my house immediately.” Bridgette laughed out loud and replied, “I’m sorry, Auntie, but you don’t have authority to chase me away. I am calling you Auntie out of respect for Uncle Martins, but you don’t deserve my respect. Uncle Martins is a man of integrity, and it is a shame that you, as his wife, don’t know that. Also, I don’t take instructions from you.” Mrs Martins was so shocked when she heard Bridgette’s words, but she didn’t utter a word. Then Bridgette walked to the kitchen to look for Aunt Rose.

Aunt Rose was talking to Butler Bruce in the kitchen. Bridgette told her that she was going to her bedroom to rest. Aunt Rose promised to wake her up when lunch was ready. Bridgette thanked Aunt Rose, and then she went to her bedroom to rest. She decided to call her mother to tell her about her first day at the Martins residence. She quickly dialed her mother’s number. The phone was picked up quickly, “Hello my daughter, did Mrs Martins welcome you?” Her husband told her that Mr Martins agreed to have Bridgette as his daughter’s nanny. Bridgette smiled brightly and replied, “Hello Mommy, Aunt Elizabeth wanted to chase me away, but I refused to leave. The Martins mansion is stunning. I believe that I will be happy here.” Her mother was happy to hear that, and she was proud of her daughter for giving the Martins family a helping hand. They chatted for a long time, and then they hung up. Bridgette took a book and walked to the balcony and sat on the recliner chair. She opened the book. It had been two hours, but she was still in Chapter one. She decided to close the book and rest her eyes. She didn’t sleep a wink last night because she was too excited.

An hour later, Butler Bruce knocked on her room. However, Bridgette was sleeping soundly on the balcony. He decided to leave Miss Evans alone, and then he went back to the kitchen. Aunt Rose was talking to the maids regarding Miss Evans’ existence. “Please treat Miss Evans with great respect because she is Mr Martins’ important guest. If anyone of you provokes her, you will be fired on the spot. Don’t cry to me when you are tossed out of the gate.” The maids looked at each other puzzled because they heard that Miss Evans would be Martins’ daughter’s nanny. It didn’t make a sense that Miss Evans’ status was more than theirs because they were all servants. Aunt Rose gave them the casserole dishes and asked them to put them on the dining table.

Butler Bruce told Aunt Rose that Miss Evan had fallen asleep and he felt it was inappropriate to enter Miss Evans’ bedroom without her consent. Aunt Rose went to Mrs Martins’ bedroom. She was sitting on the bed leaning on the headboard, reading fashion magazine. Aunt Rose looked at her and asked innocently, “Madam, do you want me to bring your lunch here or are you going to eat in the dining room?” Mrs Martins looked at her and replied annoyingly, “Why, do you want me to hide from your new Madam?” Aunt Rose was dumbfounded because she didn’t understand Mrs Martins’ words. She looked at her with a confused expression and said, “I don’t understand what you are talking about, Madam.” Mrs Martins sneered, “Do you think I am blind? Is Miss Evans not your new Madam?” Aunt Rose shook her head and replied, “You are mistaken Madam, Mr Martins will never do that to you because he is a man of integrity. Also, Miss Evans is here to help the Martins family with the baby. If she is Mr Martins’ mistress, will she take care of your baby instead of snatching Mr Martins away?” It was the second time she heard that her husband was a man of integrity and she started to get angry, but what Aunt Rose said made sense. She felt that she had overreacted; she calmed herself down and said, “I will go to the dining room to eat.”

Then Aunt Rose went to Miss Evans’ bedroom and knocked but no one opened the door. Fortunately, she had a spare key with her, so she opened the door. There was no one on the bed. She went to the bathroom and knocked but there was no response. She started to panic, and then she saw that the balcony door was open. She walked to the balcony to take a look; Miss Evans was sleeping soundly on the recliner chair. Aunt Rose shook her and said, “Miss Evans, please wake up. Lunch has been served.” Bridgette rubbed her eyes and looked at Aunt Rose with confused eyes. Then it dawned on her that she was at Martins residence. She smiled at Aunt Rose and said, “Sorry Aunt Rose, I was very excited last night. I didn’t sleep well. Do you need something?” Aunt Rose smiled back to her and replied, “Miss Evans, lunch has been served. Do you want me to bring your food here? Or are you going to eat in the dining room?” Bridgette replied, “Aunt Rose, please call me by my name. Give me a few minutes; I will go to the dining room to eat.” Then she walked to the bathroom to wash her face and brushed her teeth. She brushed her long black hair with her hand, and then she washed her hands and left the room.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

When she arrived in the dining room, Mrs Martins was eating. Bridgette greeted her, and then she sat down. Mrs Martins raised her head and looked at her with questioning eyes. Bridgette ignored her and started dishing herself. Mrs Martins was so angry when Bridgette ignored her and said, “Since when the servants eat with their masters?” Bridgette laughed out loud and said, “Aunt Elizabeth, don’t flatter yourself, you are not my master, and I am not your servant.” Mrs Martins was dumbfounded when she heard Bridgette’s words and asked, “If you are not a servant are you a mistress?” Bridgette was not angry and said, “Aunt Elizabeth, you don’t deserve my response.” Then she started eating and ignored Aunt Elizabeth.