It's dinner time and at the moment I'm sitting on the dining table alone. One of the maids brings out a plate full of food for me, she excuses herself and leaves once she sets it down.

I sigh as I pick my fork up, "you shouldn't look so upset while eating" I look up to see the butler standing there. "Shouldn't you be like, I don't know, maybe working" I sarcastically respond. The butler weirdly smirks at me and sits down on the chair beside me without permission.

Who does he think he is?, "I feel more of a guest here at the moment" he says as he looks at me. "Well you aren't, you're here to work" I reply to him with a flat tone. The butler smiles at me and takes a deep breath, "Mr. Arias said to make myself at home today and that tomorrow I start working" he tells me.

I glare at him and stand without touching my food, "then maybe you should go eat with Mr. Arias since you seem to be great friends with him" I mutter.

I walk inside my room and slam the door shut, I don't need some worker telling me what Maxwell said or even reminding me that he exist.

I walk beside the bed and get down on my knees, I pull out a bottle from underneath the bed and open it. I quickly start drinking it until I pass out.

*

"Athalia, wake up" I hear someone angrily say as they shake me awake, I slowly open my eyes to see Max standing there, looking down at me with a angry frown on his face. "Jesus, get up!" he hisses once he sees that I'm awake.

I slowly sit up and a massive sharp pain comes to my head, he angrily takes his tie off, "I told you not to drink anymore!" He hisses, "the last thing I need is people finding out that I'm married to some alcoholic!" He angrily shouts.

I feel the tears sting my eyes as he looks at me with so much hate, "you're a disgrace" he whispers, the tears start to pour out. It's his fault that I'm like this to begin with and he doesn't see that. His abuse and neglect towards me has caused me to do this.

"Get up and fix yourself" he walks into the closet, I angrily wipe my tears away and get up from the bed. I walk into the bathroom and take a shower.

*

Once done, I fix myself up to look like the perfect wife again. I put on some make up to cover the dark circles around my eyes. I look at myself one last time on the mirror before walking out the bathroom.

I slowly walk downstairs so the headache doesn't get any worse. "Good morning Mrs. Arias" I look up to see the butler standing there wearing a perfect black suit as I reach the last step, "Mr. Arias is waiting for you at the breakfast table" the butler tells me.

I roll my eyes at him and walk towards the breakfast room without answering the butler, I should probably ask him for his name.

I enter the room and see Maxwell sitting at the round table reading a news paper, he folds it and sets it down as I walk in, he smiles up at me, but I know it's fake. It's to put on a good act.

"I'm glad you made it darling" he tells me as the butler pulls out a chair for me to sit down beside Max. "I am too" I whisper, a maid walks in with a plate of fruit for me, she sets it down and glares at me. She then walks away.

After Max is done eating and me not touching my food he stands up, "I have to get to work, I'll be back later" he tells me. I look down without saying anything, he leans down and pecks my cheek.

He then walks away, I sit there without saying a word. I didn't even touch my food because who knows what that maid did to it. I wouldn't be surprised if I take a bite and die of food poisoning.

"Here" I look up to see the butler set a new plate of fruit in front of me. "I wouldn't have touched that either" he tells me as he nods towards the plate that the maid brought me. I feel the tears come up again and I look away from him, he sighs and sits down on the chair Max was last sitting on.

"I just got here and I can already tell that you have it rough" he says, I angrily wipe my eyes before the tears start to spill. "You don't know a thing" I whisper at him. He stays quiet and after awhile he stands, "if you need me, just call for me" he says and leaves.

I want to cry, I want to cry from the embarrassment, from everything that's going on around me. I want to cry for being miserable in this marriage with the great Mr. Maxwell Arias.

I sit there without moving as the minutes pass by, "are you done eating" I look up to see the same maid from earlier glaring down at me. I nod my head as I try to calm my emotions down, "it must suck to know your husband is sleeping with me" she mutters as she cleans up the table.

I sit there without saying a word. I don't even have the strength to defend myself. I lost hope about Max firing the maids he has slept with awhile ago, I begged him and begged him to fire them but he doesn't and he won't let me do it.

"He makes love to me so well" she whispers with a evil smile on her lips.

I look away as I try to ignore what she's saying, it hurts for her to tell me that my own husband sleeps and makes love to her behind my back.

"He was amazing last-", "I suggest you get your work done and stop talking" I look down as I feel the butler stand beside me.

"I don't think Mr. Arias would like to know that his maids are harassing his wife" the butler hisses at her, the maid quickly finishes cleaning and leaves, "you don't need to defend me" I say and stand. He looks at me with a blank look on his face. We lock eyes and this time the tears spill, I look to the side and walk away as he stands there watching me leave.