Mark walked through the front doors of his massive mansion after a long day at the office.
He carried his leather briefcase in his right hand and stepped onto the polished wooden floors.
The sunlight poured through the wide windows and filled the grand entry hallway with warm light.
Mark loved his beautiful home, but today he felt a strange sense of heavy dread inside.
He heard the sound of loud splashing water coming from around the corner of the foyer.
His new wife Victoria was standing near the grand staircase wearing an expensive red silk gown.
She held a mop in her hands and was yelling at the elderly maid kneeling on the floor.
The poor old woman was named Clara, and she was clutching her knee in terrible pain.
Clara had served in this house for over twenty years with complete dedication and gentle grace.
Victoria scoffed loudly and kicked the plastic water bucket right toward the hurting old woman.
Dirty soapy water spilled all over Clara's clean grey uniform and across the dark floor.
Victoria: You missed a spot right here, you clumsy old fool!
Clara: I am so sorry, ma'am, but my hip is hurting me very badly today.
Victoria: I do not care about your excuses, so get back to work this instant!
Mark froze in place as he watched his new wife treat the frail woman so terribly.
He had only been married to Victoria for two short months after a very quick romance.
She had pretended to be a kind and sweet person while they were still dating each other.
But as soon as she moved into his luxury home, her true heart was finally revealed.
She treated the household staff like garbage every single day when Mark was not around.
Mark dropped his heavy briefcase onto the floor with a loud and echoing thud.
His hands clenched into tight fists at his sides as his heart raced with pure anger.
Mark: STOP RIGHT NOW!
Victoria turned around quickly and looked at Mark with a fake and sugary smile on her face.
She smoothed down her silk dress and acted like nothing bad had happened at all.
Victoria: Oh darling, you are home early from work today!
Mark: What on earth are you doing to her, Victoria?
Victoria: I am just teaching this lazy old maid how to do her job properly.
Mark took three long steps forward and stood directly between Victoria and the crying maid.
Another young maid named Sarah ran into the foyer after hearing all the loud shouting.
Sarah dropped down onto her knees next to Clara and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.
Both of the women were crying softly as they clung to each other on the wet floor.
Mark stared down at his wife with cold eyes that showed no warmth or affection left.
He pulled his smartphone out of his jacket pocket and tapped the screen with his thumb.
Victoria: Why are you looking at me like that, Mark?
Mark: You have no idea what you just did to yourself.