The other girl attempted to slap the maid, but Marivella held her hand . Marivella can't stand these women, insulting the maid .
"Let me go!" she yells at her .
"Hah . Peasants truly get along!" Insults by another woman in that group . But it startles them watching the man walking toward them .
"Are you, okay?" he asked the maid .
The girl looked up . She saw a handsome man offering his hand . She froze .
"Doctor Montfort, good morning," Marivella greeted Charles, then partly bow .
"Good morning, Marivella!" Charles replied cheerfully . Smiling wider, his gaze back toward the maid . "Let me help you," he did not give up giving a hand .
But the maid is reluctant to take his hand . She looks down on her palm but it covers them with dirt . When she still not moving, Marivella then squats on the floor to help the maid .
"How are you? Let me see your wound," she asked her once again .
"I am fine, ma'am . Do not worry about me," she replied . Shyly, the maid is avoiding looking at her on the eyes nor Charles .
"You were hurt . Let me tend your wound . " She did not stop offering help . She'd witnessed how she struggled to stand on her feet .
"Oh, no! But thank you, ma'am . " She refused, waving her hand .
And then Marivella saw the cut on her palm . "Look, you also hurt your hand . "
"Don't worry, mademoiselle . She is the best nurse I ever crossed, so you will be fine," Charles assured .
'Mademoiselle . . . ' the maid thought . She wants to cry, but she regains her composure . "Oh, I am just poor . I don't have money to pay, ma'am," politely she said .
Marivella smiled and told the maid . "You need not do that . "
Finally, the maid stops refusing and allowed them to help her stand on her feet .
"I can walk, Doctor Montfort, Miss Marivella," said the maid .
"Are you sure?"
The maid nodded, then Marivella said . "All right, follow me to clean your wound . "
The maid followed Marivella and Charles, who accompanied them . Thus, everyone sees this, another gossip arises . Marivella just pretending she hears nothing . Which for Charles, he's been blabbering at her . She understood that he wanted to help her out .
Marivella brought the maid to her house, but she is reluctant to come inside . She stays in the garden where a bench placed under a tree .
"Can I know your name? If it is fine for you?" Charles asked her .
"Oh . . . um . "
The maid playing her fingers and Charles find it amusing . He stares at her face closely . "Your eyes are beautiful . It reminds me of someone but—" Charles paused .
The maid averted her eyes and Charles smiled warmly . Marivella now came back and carrying a small box of medical supplies . She then began to tending her wounds .
"Can I see your foot and knees?" Marivella requested, but the maid looked at Charles .
"Oh . Well then, I have to turn around," he chuckles .
The maid lifted her skirt after . Marivella saw a few bruises on her knee . She cleans them and also put gauze to the wound . She could see that the maid still avoided meeting her gaze, but she is glancing at her frequently when she keeps looking down . But Marivella notices this . . .
The maid is having smooth and flawless skin . Maybe because their legs are hidden underneath the skirt, but it won't be this fair skin . Aside from, even she is covering her face and a little dirt around the skin, she has a velvet black pupil on her eyes . She could that the maid staring at her again .
"There is something you wish to tell me?" she asked .
"Oh . Nothing ma'am . It's just, you were beautiful . "
Marivella looks up, peering at her . "I could tell you are also beautiful, especially your eyes . Anyway, why do you need to cover your face?"
"Um… I have scars on my face, that is why I am hiding it . " the maid responded shyly .
"Can I see it? But if you are uncomfortable, it's okay . " She smiled and waited patiently .
The maid keeps a moment of silence then replied . "I'm sorry, ma'am . " No . She can't show her face .
"That's okay . Pardon if I am rude . "
"Oh, don't think about that! I am grateful for your help and Doctor Montfort . " she expressed .
"Hmm? Oh, do you girls finish now?" he asked . He was actually fidgeting to stay listening to girls talk, and he cannot join .
Marivella gets up and gathers the medical stuff . She puts them back in the box . "Stay for a coffee," she told the maid before she went back to the house .
"Now I remember, you haven't given me your name yet," asked Charles then sits across her .
The maid looks up and tries to meet his gaze . "I agree with Marivella . Your eyes are beautiful, mademoiselle . I could see the bright night sky under the daylight . A thousand stars sparkling beneath the magnificent canvass of the twilight skyline . "
Her mouth dropped open . Charles more likely to humming a play, and his voice is comparable music to her ears . Tears threaten under her eyeliner, she averted her gaze and fight the tears .
"Did I say something wrong? I am sorry if—" he asked .
Probably he notices her teary-eyed and makes him worry if he offended her, and so she shook her head . "No, it is nothing . Don't mind me, Doctor . "
"Charles . . . called me Charles . "
She glanced at him and he's smiling handsomely . Her heart fluttering with the familiarity of its beating; It knows the feeling she has to the same man . No… to the same soul . "Carlene . . . "
"Carlene?"
She nodded . She feels that her cheeks flushing . This is a bad idea actually, she admitted .
"It is absolutely a lovely name . I never heard of this name before . You probably not a native around here?"
"Ah . . . we are a traveler . "
"Oh, a traveler . That is a very exciting life," he quoted .
The maid rose from the bench then bow at him . "Thank you for helping me out earlier, Doctor Charles . "
"Oh, don't mention it," Charles replied .
"Please, tell the lady I am pleased meeting her and very grateful for her help of tending my wounds . "
"Oh, are you living? At least, let me escort you home . "
"No need, Doctor Charles . I have to go . Might my father looking for me now . " She should not stay long before her identity revealed . "Thank you very much once again . " She bowed one more time, then left the place at a hasty pace .
Dumbfounded, Charles scratched his temple . The girl did not wait for Marivella, which he wanted to keep talking with her and ask more things about traveling . He is curious about how it feels to travel in far-away lands and what tales she heard .
"Where is she? Did you scare her?" Marivella asked, teases Charles .
"Hey, lady . Of course, I did not!"
Marivella giggles . But she felt this sadness all in a sudden . Strange, she has this feeling she cannot explain . She's actually curious about that girl . She is uncertain, but something is interesting about her .
She doesn't understand . But this feeling is too warm deep inside .
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