Chapter 6 A look of surprise flashed across the maid's face , but she quickly responded : " Yes , Mrs ... I mean , yes , Miss Morgan . " It was probably the combination of last night's drinking and Alex's little interrogation that did me in . When I tried to leave the house , I realized I was feeling pretty rough . The restaurant prep was basically done anyway , so I just went back to bed . I woke up thirsty sometime later . Just as I opened my bedroom door to get some water , I heard someone mention my name : " It's so pathetic . Does Ella really think we don't know what's going on ? She specifically told you to stop calling her ' Mrs. Winters ' - she knows the real wife is back and she's scared shitless . " " I heard that Miss Rockefeller is gorgeous and super smart . A guy like Mr. Winters obviously wants someone who can actually help him . Our little ' trophy ' here - what's she got besides being prettier than average ? Of course she's freaking out ! " Right . I'd forgotten the staff had their own sources of gossip . They knew everything - they just played dumb around me . I coughed softly before stepping out of my room . The group that had been huddled together immediately scattered , pretending to work . I headed to the kitchen to get some water when a voice came from behind me : " Miss Morgan , aren't you feeling unwell ? Just call us if you need anything - no need to trouble yourself coming out here . " That was definitely the one who'd called me scared . I smiled and politely declined her " kindness . " After drinking some water , I threw on some clothes and left the house . Walking down the street, breathing fresh air , I finally felt that tightness in my chest ease up . In my past life , under Candy's " guidance , " I'd made every mistake possible . Forget what outsiders thought of me - even the household staff probably laughed at me behind my back . I didn't confront them because honestly ? They weren't wrong . I really was pretty useless . Just some pretty toy Alex kept around to pass time while Victoria was abroad . Once I'd calmed down completely , I found myself at my restaurant . I was supposed to have cleaners come today , but I didn't want to see anyone right now . So I grabbed some rags and started cleaning myself . Work a bit , rest a bit . By the end of the day , I'd managed to clean half the place . Exhausting , but incredibly satisfying . Looking at what would be my workspace for earning my own money , I actually teared up from happiness . Alex didn't come home that night . According to my past life memories , Victoria should have twisted her ankle that day , and Alex stayed at the hospital with her . Without his breathing next to me , I tossed and turned for hours before falling asleep . Figuring the sooner I finished cleaning , the sooner I could open , I didn't bother trying to sleep in . I headed out as soon as it got light . I was carrying breakfast I'd grabbed from a deli - coffee and a bagel - when I reached my restaurant and froze . The coffee cup slipped from my hands , splashing all over my shoes . The bagel hit the pavement . But I barely noticed . The restaurant's floor - to - ceiling windows were either splattered with red paint or covered in nasty graffiti . The front door was half destroyed . Even from outside , I could see the interior had been completely trashed . Since it was still early , there weren't many people around , but a few morning joggers stopped to stare and point . My hands shaking , I pulled out my phone to call Alex . This was the first time I'd contacted him since coming back . I tried three times - each call just rang and rang . I was panicking , completely lost . Finally , a passerby suggested I call the police . Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!