เข้าสู่ระบบ[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 fa
[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
[Maria]“Mom! Don’t just ask her that out of the blue.” Damian called out. “You’re making Maria uncomfortable.”“What’s wrong with that? Damian, you’re our only child. Of course you need to give us a grandchild to continue the family line.”“I know, but—"“As a husband, you have to try hard too. Drink some supplements. Don’t overwork. Eat healthy food. Do some exercise.”I didn’t expect this lunch to turn into a conversation like this.“Yeah, but we’ve only been married a few months. We need to—” Damian searched for the right words, “date first. We didn’t date before getting married. We need more time to enjoy our time together as a couple.”
[Maria]I've spent the last few days reading the cooking encyclopedia I bought but never had the chance to finish it.For days, I've been thinking about how to get rid of t
[Maria]Damian’s words made my chest ache. It was a kind of pain I couldn’t quite describe, brought on by what he had said.I set the spoon down in the bowl, then placed both on the table.He had finished his meal, but his words still echoed in my head.That I didn’t need to suffer because of my fam
[Hannah]Hannah felt the only reason she’d been asked to join this business trip was to help Mr. Ed carry things. Not that she complained, since that was the only way to con
[Maria]“I guess since everything’s clear now, I’ll head home. I need to rest after the trip.”“Sure.&r







