Chapter 32
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Even now as she ate her breakfast with the people seated on the table with her, she didn't border to pay any attention to them because she was certain that on her arrival back to Winston's mansion, she wouldn't get the opportunity to enjoy eating a meal like this again.
The lady entranced philip in front of him as she ate with such elegance she was not even aware of. Her pink, plump lips munching and savoring every bite as she just wanted to lick the remnants off her plate. She didn't seem to mind those at the table as she took her time cutting through her steak with a look of delight on it as she took in every bite.
Martha was soon done with her meal as she stood up gently from her seat and thanked the host and walked back to her room as she got her hat to go for walk alone. Soon after she stepped out of the house, she heard another step and she did not have to think twice to know who was behind her.
"Philip do you also intend to go on a walk?" she asked with a small smirk on her face. Philip smiled as he replied
"well I didn't have plans to do so but since it's a beautiful day with a beautiful lady why don't I accompany her." She ignored him as she knew he would keep on talking there was no need to tell him to stop.
In few minutes they walked side by side with silence between them as it seemed that one of them had a lot to say but Martha had nothing to say as her mind was empty of any thought. She liked it that way not to have a care in the world but just to live every moment. Philip on the other hand was having an internal conflict in his mind as he didn't know what to say and what not to say with a strange feeling he couldn't quite understand.
He decided to rule the feeling as being a protective brother but he knew deep down that it was certainly more than that and that was what scared him the most. He knew he should stay away but there was this invisible force that kept pulling him back it was like being in a beautiful garden and wanting to explore every part of it.
"Let's do something fun" Philip said as he turned to look at her.
With a confused look on her face Martha asked "and what would that be."
"You will see. All you need to do is to follow me." He said as he gave a smirk. Martha looked like a different person with her well fitted gown that hugged all the right places as she put her gloved hands in his as they walked on.
Soon he got his horse then said "firstly let me teach you how to ride a horse" he said while smiling. With the look of different emotions on her face you could see the hidden excitement in her face as she replied "I have never ridden a horse before."
"Well Mary there is always a first time." "But what if I fall?" she said with a questioning look on her face. Philip took a step closer towards her with a look of hurt "don't you trust me?" he said. Martha looked at him as she rolled her eyes "of course not" she said. Philip gave a slight smile replying" then take it this way I would not let you fall and even if you don't trust me just believe me."
"Giving a sigh of defeat she let it go as they walked towards the stables as Martha went to a corner to change to something suitable to ride a horse. Coming out from where she went to change, she saw Philip touching a horse that was so white and beautiful that wasn't his as she could not help but be smitten by its beauty.
"This is the horse which you will be ridding Mary," Philip said "she doesn't have a name though but something about her reminds me of you. Martha could not help but agree that there was surely something elegant about this horse and she knew that if she was in her former life, she would have paid whatever price to make it hers.
Soon both horses where in the field ready to be mounted with Philips horse looking proud and confident as it followed his order while the white horse gentle as it brought it head down eating the grass on the ground.
"You need to be confident Mary, the horse can feel your unease and when you confident it also feels it and the risk of falling will be less. Alright then I will help straddle the horse am going to help you get on now" Philip said with an encouraging smile plastered on his face.
Martha didn't argue as he helped her get unto the horse as she got her balance and held tightly on to the reins. Philip quickly climbed onto the back of his horse as he indicated for her to follow him gently nudging the horse by the side as the horse moved in a slow and steady trek. Soon after Martha found herself getting comfortable to the rhythm as she let herself sit comfortably removing the tension from her body. She loved this feeling of freedom and couldn't help but smile.
"This is fun!"She said.
Philip smiled and replied "I told you it would be fun. Just make sure you continue in a steady pace as I don't want you flying across the field and being thrown on the floor somewhere with your neck broken." She giggled as she thought about the worst thing she had experienced in her previous life as they kept going.
"Why don't we increase the pace?" Philip said as he nudged the horse causing it to go faster. As they went faster Martha felt adrenalin flow through her body she really appreciated this moment and hoped it would never end. From the way she rode it showed that she was a natural Philip couldn't help but give an impressed smile she was better than she thought. Soon they were both running at a comfortable speed for a beginner like Martha. She found herself excited as she soon took off passing Philip as he followed her behind to ensure that she was safe.
Martha let her lose as her laugh echoed around the field letting the wind flow through it and just then Philip decided that he was gone just seeing her be so carefree he knew that there was no coming back from this abomination.
Later in the evening being exhausted from the worthwhile ride she laid down on her bed as she soon heard a knock on the door. She stood up to open it and was greeted by a maid coming in with a beautiful golden dress.
Placing the cloth on her bed gently, the maid said "master Philip said you should please get ready as there is an urgent invitation for a ball and you will be coming along with him." She squeezed her brows in confusion "but I was not informed about any ball" she said. "I know but Master Philip said to inform you to come now and to get you dressed.
"He is waiting for you downstairs in the carriage already." replied the maid. Martha wanted to refuse but he has been nice to her from the beginning she might as well follow him to this ball. It took only an hour to get her ready.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't recognize herself with her face full of life for once she had to admit that the owner of this body was indeed beautiful. She had never seen it but this night was like she had a total 180 slip.
Coming down the stairs in her dress that hugged every curve of her body and showing her cleavage and her goddess-looking face making her look like a princess, she walked toward the man standing at the stairs while looking into his eyes and she knew her looks enchanted him.
Just then she was certain that she was going to get revenge on the Winston's by using their very own son against them. She gave him a warm smile which caused Philip to gulp and she was certain she would be successful in her plan. Extending his arms to her "shall we?" he said with a smile that reached his eyes as he tried to control the lust hidden In his eyes.
Entwining her arms with his, she smiled at him as she replied
"we shall Mr. Winston."
"Oh no need for formalities Mary said Philip
"just call me Philip." She smiled and gave a hearty lower laugh knowing that it was going to be a fun night seeing him drool over her. Moving her body like the seductress she knew she was, Martha let him lead her towards the carriage.
Few minutes later they arrived at the ball with Philip alighting first from the carriage and extending his hand to Martha to help get her down. As they were about entering the ball, Philip gave her a mask as it was a mask party making it even better for no one to identify who she was. But she wasn't really bordered for the state, which she was now no one would guess that she was the same person who worked at Winston's mansion. Entering the room many eyes followed her as they were curious to know who she was. Martha was no stranger to attention this might not be her body but the person inside was the proud beautiful and wealthy, and talented Martha Bernard.
Holding her head high and forgetting the man beside her she let her step carry her as she walked so effortlessly like the waves of the sea as her hips swayed with her eyes meeting in a second with everybody present in the ball. She smiled as she saw the jealousy in the eyes of the females and the enchantment she had on the men.
This was how it was meant to be and if being with Philip meant it continued to be this way, she would certainly go for it as she took a hold of his hand and he squeezed her hand thinking she needed support only if he knew what she had planned for him.
