Bossy maid Episode 15

👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳Bossy maid👩🏼‍🦱👩‍🍳
(👩‍💼🎀She’s the boss👩‍💼🎀, 👨‍💼🤫I’m the maid🤫👨‍💼)
❣️ Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ❣️
🌺🌺🧸 Episode Fifteen🌺🌺🧸
I don’t un-derstand why I was feeling unwasy. The poison I put in their food should be taking effect now.
I glanced at Donald and found him sweating. It has started work on Donald but why isn’t anything happening to Courtney?
“Let’s celebr@te!” I said and poured wine in their cu-p “Cheers to new beginning” I added smugly
“Yeah cheers” Courtney cli-cked her her with mine while Donald was scratching his n£¢k.
“Oh, I hope you don’t mind” Courtney cut me out of my reverie “I switched food with yours. I was craving for beef “so I switched food with yours since it had beef”
I dropped my spoon with a clang and beads of perspiration former on my forehead instantly. I ate the poisoned food. The first thought that ran throu-gh my mind is getting the antidote.
Thankfully, I always carry a poison healing herb with me.
I stood up quic-kly and ran to my room, still in daze. That explains the uneasiness I was feeling.
Damn them if they are suspicious of my action. Damn Courtney, she’s a bit-ch.
How is she always one step ahead of me?
Did she know my sober self had just been a facade?
I rummaged throu-gh my bag and downed the content of the herb in a go and pas-sed out.
Courtney 😔😔
“Why did she run out that way? Is she angry I switched foods? Or is she allergic to fish?” I thought loud.
“Donald?” I glanced at him when I got no response. His b©dy was shaking, he was convulsing.
“Donald” I shut up from my seat and cushioned his fall to the floor “Donald” I sl@pped his cheeks, calling his name repeatedly.
His eyes had gone white and his teeth were chattering. Loss on what to do, I called his family doctor. His mother had earlier given me the name incase Donald falls sick.
I put a call throu-gh the doctor and he as-sured me, he’ll be on his way.
I didn’t know what to do you st©p his convulsion, I just sat beside him, praying for him.
The front door opened and closed.
“We’re here” I shouted from the dining room.
The doctor brou-ght out an syringe and injected Donald. He st©pped convulsing and was calm though unconscious.
With the help of the doctor, we la-id him on his be-d. “What happened?” I asked the doctor.
“He was food poisoned” the doctor replied with a frown “keep a close eye on him. He isn’t very stable now, he might get fever and also he nee-ds someone to look after him. I can’t be a good report on his condition till tomorrow. I’ll come back tomorrow to check his condition” the doctor added and left.
I should have known something was going to go wrong with Clara’s sudden change of attitude.
I looked at Donald, his face calm and more beautiful as he sle-pt.
I turned on the heater in his room and air conditioned other rooms including Clara’s.
She might have put poison in my food too and since she ate it, I doubt if she’s dead. She would always be prepared of the negative side. It wouldn’t be bad if she catches a cold.
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