CHAPTER 1

Chapter 1. AriaAria's POVI don't know where to start this story. Maybe upward or downward? Just kidding.All my life, I've been grounded in my own emotions and weirdness. Some people judge me because of how I behave and how I act as a woman. Sometimes, I wear gowns out of nowhere, and sometimes, I wear tattoos and gothic-themed shirts. It's not that I'm crazy. It's just how I express my mood.“Aria, what has gotten into your head? Why are you wearing a pink dress in the middle of winter?!” a loud voice echoed through the hallways.My overreacting mother.“Mom, you know pink is my favorite color during this season, and besides...” I looked her up and down. “Who's freezing between us? Is it you?” I asked sarcastically.She scoffed as if what I said had just ended the world.“You're really an impossible brat, Aria!”“Always been,” I answered gracefully.I've always had what people would call a weird personality. Most of my colleagues think I'm unpredictable, uneven, and honestly a litt

Last Updated : 2026-01-26

CHAPTER 2

Chapter 2. Bad FlightI entered the plane—still glaring at absolutely nothing. I was mad. So mad at dad, mom, and practically everyone. They just ruined my peaceful and enjoyable life. One day I was comfortably existing in the US, minding my own business, and the next thing I knew, I was being shipped off to the Philippines like some kind of parcel with an arranged fiancé waiting at the destination.I've been thinking if it's still possible to go back and cancel this flight. Or maybe jump off the plane with a parachute, of course. I'm not planning to die yet. I still haven't attended enough concerts to leave this world.But nevertheless, I am here. Sitting inside this giant flying metal tube for nine whole hours. Nine. Hours. I could've been at home listening to Sabrina Carpenter's Manchild while judging people online, but no. Life decided to become creative.The journey wasn't what I expected either. I thought Business Class meant peace, silence, and expensive comfort. Apparently, it

Last Updated : 2026-01-26

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3. DEFINE 'BUTLER'Stepping into a different country was never part of my life plan. It was never an option, never a goal, and definitely never included in my bucket list. Yet here I am, standing in the middle of a foreign airport with a suitcase in one hand and a ruined future in the other.I walked past the airport lobby, roaming my eyes around while searching for the exit. People were everywhere—families reuniting, tourists dragging oversized luggage, airport staff rushing from one place to another. Meanwhile, I was here looking like a woman who had just been exiled by her own father.“Hey!”I stopped walking and glanced behind me.Marco.Again.How I wish I would never meet him again.Then again, maybe fate was bored today.“Yes?” I asked, watching him jog toward me.Up close, he was annoyingly handsome. Tall, broad-shouldered, and carrying that casual confidence that made me want to roll my eyes.“Uh...” He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “We've been talking for ho

Last Updated : 2026-01-26

CHAPTER 4

Chapter 4. Home Away From HomeFinally, after what felt like fifty years of looking for Ansel in that law complex whatsoever, I could already see my family's—well, technically my dad's—residential house.Ansel had been explaining things during the drive, talking about the property, the staff, and some things I honestly wasn't paying attention to. I just nodded whenever he looked at me, pretending I understood every word he said. After all the walking, waiting, and searching we did earlier, I wasn't exactly in the mood for a conversation.As we continued driving, I found myself staring outside the window. Tall trees lined both sides of the road, standing neatly as if they were part of some grand parade welcoming us home. The breeze occasionally slipped through the slightly opened window, brushing against my face and carrying the scent of fresh grass and soil. I never expected a place like this to exist. Everything looked so green, peaceful, and annoyingly refreshing.For a second, I al

Last Updated : 2026-06-27

CHAPTER 5

Chapter 5. HomewreckersThe dinner went well—or so I supposed. I was finally able to get to know the other staff working in the house.Aside from Nhea and Ansel, there was Lila, one of the maids, Ester who served as the head cook, Justin, Susan, and Karla. Most of them looked like they were in their early twenties, except for Ansel and Ester who were probably in their early thirties and forties respectively.“How’s the food, ma’am?” Ansel asked while I continued savoring the dishes laid out in front of me.I glanced at the dining table and almost laughed. There was enough food to feed an entire family reunion. Various dishes occupied almost every corner of the table, and although I wanted to pretend that I wasn't impressed, I would be lying if I said they weren't delicious.“Great. Join me, Ansel,” I offered, gesturing toward the empty seats around me.The moment the words left my mouth, everyone suddenly became busy with whatever they were doing. Justin fixed the plates. Nhea adjuste

Last Updated : 2026-06-28

All Chapters of My Menacingly Handsome Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5