Chapter 3: Louise Van Hill
"Knock, knock"
A faint sound came from her door.
Sheri snapped out from her thought and intentionally tried to imitate the tone the owner of the body spoke.
"Come in," She said and looked keenly at the innocent maid who came in.
The maid was so frightened as she stepped inside the room. Sheri could instantly detect the maid's rosy face turning to pale. She felt sympathetic for her and heard the maid nervously spoke.
"Ma'am, Sir said he will arrive at 4 pm to pick you up," The maid was agitated as she waited anxiously for her reply.
The body's owner didn't communicate often with Henry. They didn't have each other's private phone number, hence they never had any interaction. The only exception was if there was an event, but they only convey their messages through the maids.
After a few uncomfortable minutes, the frightened maid started to panic looking at the sour face of Sheri.
The whole mansion knew the uncontrollable temper of their Madam. She would suddenly lash out, out of nothing. If she's bored, she would just dismiss anyone she sees. She was being feared. Every single maid shuddered at her presence making her husband pay double to the people who worked there.
On the contrary, Sheri was still striving to calm her complex emotions. She was currently feeling that everything was a whirlwind. She desperately needed personal space to sort out everything that has transpired to her. She thought she was ready but it was all coming back to him. She could still feel the chains, the terrible fear, the overwhelming guilt, the pent-up anger toward herself. And now, she has to feel the raw emotions of the body she just took over.
Sheri looked at the frightened maid who was waiting anxiously at the side.
"Alright, notify me if Mr. Bacht arrived."
The frightened maid was instantly relieved and excused herself.
After the door was closed, she let go of her uncomfortable emotions. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes. She fell to her knees and curled up. Her terrible piled-up emotions burst like an active volcano that she couldn't hold anymore.
"Mommy, Daddy, Sven, Ric, Lois, Sheva, Hanny, Jany. I'm sorry I let you all go through this with so much agonizing pain. I will be back and make sure that you will never experience any hardship. Mommy, I should have just listened to you. I should have not provoked those men." Sheri felt guilt and softly mumbled in between sobs. Images of her mother kept on flashing in her head. Her mom did sternly warned her many times about Eric, but she, a totally love-struck selfish fool, never cared. She was stupid and a fool. The grievance was still fresh inside.
After she was done with her first mission and had a chance to return to her own world, she solemnly vowed to never fall in love with that man again. Her grave sin was merely to fall deeply in love. The love she had for him made her an obstinate fool, naive, idiot and most of all made her commit a grave sin by accidentally killing an innocent child.
She regretted it all. She would do everything in her power to stay far away from them. The overwhelming guilt and tragic sorrow she felt terribly had caved in her.
All she could do was cry her bleeding heart out. As much as she wanted to shout, she couldn't. She's in a different world now and in a different body. She had to even with difficulty need to suppress every personal emotion she had at the moment. After bawling out for an hour, she forced herself to calm down and start carrying out the mission by preparing to meet the family of this body and his husband's family.
She entered the bathroom and watched warily at the big mirror to check herself. She was surprised to see her own reflection. She has the same face. The sole difference is a mole on her lower side lip. A small dot that modestly increased her charm. She possessed coal-black long hair, almond brown eyes, a cute nose, and pouty lip. She was a tall woman, not skinny and not fat, but just a good normal body. It was only right now that she looked terrible with her puffy face and red swollen eyes, everyone could tell that she cried.
She looked at her watch. She still had four hours to prepare before she would meet her so-called husband. She carefully dipped her face in a bucket of cold water to slowly remove the redness and puffiness of her eyes and face. Her focus was to think about how she could alter her fate in her old world and the fate of this body that she now possessed.
The mission she had felt like a mantra to her, instantly giving her a short-lived peace. It motivated her to finish and changed the life of this second female lead and eventually would change hers too.
After two hours of resting her face in a bucket of cold water. The redness of her eyes decreased as well as with the swelling. She then began her preparation. After taking a long bath, she dried herself, smeared lotion on her body and fixed her hair. Trying to look to appropriate dresses on her wardrobe, all she saw were line ups of seductive dresses. It's either the cut was very low, showed so much cleavage, the slit of the dress looked like she would attend a gala or too short intentionally exposing her long white legs.
In her old life, she had also dressed the same as this owner's body to capture the attention of Eric. She had even undergone surgery to make her butt and boobs bigger. She became a walking Kardashian. Luckily for this body that she owned, it had a good asset. Her butt was not too big and not too small, her breasts were a good size of 34D and her ample stomach was flat. Right now, she had to properly meet the elders and had to decently dress up.
She carefully scanned her elaborate wardrobe and luckily found a black high waist pant and a low cut white top. It purportedly showed her cleavage, but she wore a sleeveless shirt underneath for it to look decent. She carefully matched it with black high heels pumps. Good thing that the owner of the body had a good taste when it came to modern fashion.
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