Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Blanca was weak and drunk. And then she fainted. Matthew was stunned, bewildered by the accident. He looked down at his clothes, which were desperately nasty. Anger was boiling up inside him because of his mysophobia. Then he looked at Blanca, who was lying sprawled on the ground with her eyes tight shut. Matthew didn’t know if she was passed out or asleep.

Matthew dashed into the bathroom and took a bath. Then he called Mrs. Brown for help.

When Blanca woke up, it was eleven o’clock. She had a great sleep that night. She stretched and took a deep, satisfied breath. The sun was shining through the windows. Feeling the warm sunshine, Blanca was in a very good mood. She looked around and found she was already at home. Then she noticed her clothes had changed, and soon, she remembered what had happened last night. She had thrown up on Matthew. Just thinking about it, Blanca was absolutely stunned, her mouth hanging open.

At this moment, Mrs. Brown came in. “Are you awake, Mrs. Grant? Mr. Grant asked me to make some delicious food for you. Look, I’ve done it! Come and get it,” Mrs. Brown said and put the meal on a table. The smell made Blanca’s mouth water. She forgot all her troubles and began to wolf down the tasty meal.

Brown?” Blanca said,

a servant, Mrs. Brown had learned to read men’s faces. She knew she had to be a peacemaker in the family. She smiled and said, “I’m the right person to ask, for I’ve seen it with my own

uncomprehending. “That can’t be true, because I threw up on him! You know, he has

you did it.” Yesterday, after she got Matthew’s call, she went to that bar. When she arrived, Blanca was lying on the ground and Matthew was washing

Mrs. Grant. You need to behave well and try to soothe him,” Mrs.

said, “Could you bring Mr. Grant his lunch? The driver