Masuk[Maria]To my surprise, Mr. Ed looked much more casual than his usual neat style. He looked rather careless, or should I say, messy. Which made him look like a normal person who didn’t pay much attention to his appearance.Well, maybe he didn’t see this as part of his job, so he felt more relaxed. After all, it was Sunday, and Damian wasn’t here.Still, it made me look overdressed compared to him.He immediately looked at my bandaged hand. “What happened to your hand? Are you injured?”“Ah, it’s nothing serious.” I tried to brush it off while changing the topic. “Have you been waiting long, Mr. Ed?”“No, Ma’am. I just arrived.” He paused for a moment. “I’m sorry, but if I may ask, am I here as your husband’s assistant, or...?”“Well, I thought of you as Damian’s personal assistant.”“Ah, I see.”Mr. Ed looked slightly disappointed.“Forgive me for dressing like this, Ma’am.”“It’s alright. We can be more relaxed today. Think of each other as friends. What do you think?” I suggested.I
[Maria]“Maria. What were you talking about with my mom earlier?” Damian asked once we were on our way home.“Nothing important.”It was true. We had only been looking through Damian’s photo albums. I didn’t know why his mother wanted to show them to me while Damian was talking with his father.She had even shown me pictures from his childhood. Photos of him winning competitions, celebrating birthdays, and more.Was she trying to show me how accomplished Damian was compared to me?If so, she could relax. Once I got my share, Damian could marry someone more suitable.“I will go to my parents&rs
[Hannah]Hannah sat back down on the sofa, letting Kevin fix his posture. The man took a long, deep breath. He rubbed his chest repeatedly, trying to calm himself.“I almost died.”“I wasn’t trying to kill you, though,” Hannah replied. “Stupid Kevin. If I wanted to kill you, after grabbing your collar, I would’ve strangled you or slammed you to the floor. Not pushed you onto the sofa.”“I don’t want to hear that.” Then he spoke in a very quiet voice. “I didn’t expect her to be a psychopath.”“What did you say?”“Nothing,” he said quickly.
[Hannah]Hannah’s brain felt like it was short-circuiting.Last night’s events flashed through her mind like a flashback. Kevin spraying coffee all over her blouse. About her going to Kevin’s house to clean it but ending up watching anime with him—wait, what was the last episode last night?No.That wasn't important.The important thing was figuring out an explanation for why she'd answered Kevin's phone this morning.Kevin walked out of his bedroom, scratching his head.His sleepy eyes landed on Hannah sitting on the sofa, but he showed no reaction whatsoever. He simply continued to the refrigerator and poured
[Maria]Damian’s father had just finished changing and came to join us. He chose to sit next to his wife.“Have you eaten yet?” she asked her husband softly."Yes. With a client.""Monteverde?""Yes.""We should've eaten together." Damian's mother pouted again.His father didn't respond.Then her face suddenly brightened. She said with a sweet and cute voice, "How about a dinner date tonight? It's Saturday night, after all.""Okay. If that's what you want."
[Maria]Damian's mother gestured for Damian to come closer. He leaned toward her, and she covered her mouth with one hand before whispering something into his ear.Something that, for whatever reason, I wasn't allowed to hear even though we were sitting at the same dining table.I didn't know what they were talking about. And I didn't really care if they were saying something bad about me.I'd always thought that sort of thing was normal, especially in the world of conglomerates where people constantly stepped on each other to get ahead.Still, if they did it here, it made me a little uncomfortable. As if being excluded was simply something I should be used to.I pretended to foc
[Hannah]Hannah felt like she deserved an extra day off today because her Saturday had been spent working. Not just working, either. Working in an unpleasant situation with Kevin Liu.
[Maria]"Open your mouth. Ahh."After doing it a few times, Damian had gotten used to being fed by me during meals, so it wasn't difficult to persuade him anymore.
[Maria]"Forgive me if this sounds accusatory, but you're not trying to protect the culprit, are you?""Of course not. Do you think I'd protect someone who ruined my event?
[Maria]My father was not the type of person who came just to make small talk. He was a businessman. He only came around when there was something he wanted.That morning, h







