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CHAPTER 53“M-Madame… Katrina…”The soft, hesitant voice drifted from behind me, pulling me out of my spiraling mind.“Why can't you... Just love Mr. Pierre?"Good grief, I had completely forgotten there was a maid standing in the garden this whole time.“What’s your name?” I asked, trying to sound composed.“Jelly, Madame…” she replied.“How old are you?” I continued.“Twenty-seven…” she answered.“Why did you say that... why did you think I can’t love Pierre?” I asked."It’s obvious, Madame. He likes you more than he likes Madame Queen…”I laughed out loud.“You actually believe in your master’s moves?” I said, shaking my head with a mix of disbelief and amusement. “He just wants to make me fall for him because he knows I don’t like him. And if he succeeds... of course... he’ll turn unbearably arrogant.” I let out another laugh.With that, I walked back to my seat before my food turned completely cold. I picked up my fork again and resumed eating, determined to finish everything.Be
CHAPTER 52KATRINA BARILLAS“Take good care of her.”Madame’s voice carried that familiar weight of authority that could silence even the wind as it passed through the garden hedges. Her heels clicked sharply against the stone path as she turned away, leaving Queen and me in the soft hush of the sunlight.The moment Madame’s figure disappeared beyond the archway of vines, I allowed myself a quick, secret glance in Queen’s direction. I gave her a small, subtle nod.She returned the gesture with the same discreet confidence.I let the air settle before speaking. “You look… exceptionally blooming today, Queen,” I said, letting my tone tease her just a little.She let out a soft, girlish giggle. “Yeah,” she admitted, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I have to look good for Pierre’s eyes…”“I’m honestly jealous... you're just so beautiful," I responded. “You know… whenever I see you, I really do get stunned,” I went on. “You look so elegant. From the back, from the side… and espec
CHAPTER 51I splashed water on my face and gargled to wash away the lingering sleepiness before stepping out of the room. The maid fell into step beside me.We descended to the ground floor. The air grew cooler as we approached the wide glass doors leading outside. We walked through them and followed the stone path that wound gently into the garden.It felt as though my feet were leading me down the same path we had taken the day before, back to the little spot we had claimed as our own. The trees parted familiarly, the morning light slipping through their leaves just as it had yesterday. And when the open space finally revealed itself, I immediately spotted Pierre.He was seated exactly where he had been the day before, on that chair slightly angled to the side, his posture was composed, as if he had been waiting there for hours with nothing but patience to keep him company. From where I stood, the early sunlight framed him in soft gold, adding an almost serene glow to his usually un
CHAPTER 50KATRINA BARILLASI had already finished everything on my plate, yet Pierre still hadn’t finished whatever he was trying to say.At that point, I no longer knew whether he was scolding me, giving me orders, or offering advice, his words were such a confusing mixture of all three that I couldn’t even categorize them anymore. He just kept going on and on, his voice blending with the ambient noise around us until it felt like a constant buzz in my ears.“Katrina, are you listening to me?”I lifted my gaze toward him, suppressing a yawn that escaped before I could stop it. It was only then that he finally paused from the endless stream of words he had been pouring out since earlier.“I have keen ears,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes as sleepiness crept in. “So obviously, I’m listening.”“Yes, you’re listening but are you actually trying to comprehend the things I just said?” he asked, edging with irritation.“Of course I am,” I answered.I handed him the plate I’d been holding,
CHAPTER 49“Why?” I asked sleepily.“I brought you something.”I heard his footsteps approaching. When my eyes finally adjusted, I saw him standing in front of me.“You didn’t finish your dinner earlier,” he said gently. “So here... sit up and eat this.”He bent down slightly and lowered the tray to my level so I could see it clearly. On the tray was a steaming plate of steak, still glistening with juices, accompanied by boiled corn kernels and a colorful side of vegetables. The faint aroma of butter and grilled meat drifted through the air.I shot up from the bed and sat at its edge. “So, who won this time... you or your mom? You already knew she’d be furious, and yet you still went ahead and said all those ridiculous things—”I stopped talking when he suddenly reached out and grabbed my right wrist.He took a step forward right away, and instinctively, I followed. Without another word, we walked down toward the living area.“Take your seat,” he said.I drew in a deep breath before s
CHAPTER 48Katrina BarillasI went down to the dining room to eat and I was the only one there. I ended up eating a lot more than I intended to. Every dish on the table was mine, and for a moment, it felt nice having everything to myself.But that evening, when dinnertime came, my appetite suddenly vanished. I struggled to swallow. It was impossible to eat properly with Madame Precilla’s sharp eyes fixed directly on me. Her stare was so intense that it made the air around me feel suffocating.“What?!” Her strict, commanding voice echoed across the corners of the dining room. “They have been sharing the same room?!”“Yes,” Boss answered. “That was my instruction for Katrina.”“I will transfer her to the maid’s room,” Madame replied authoritatively.“Mom, there are extra guestrooms upstairs…” Queen whispered. “It would be embarrassing for Dad if you moved Katrina there…”And just like that, I could feel it, the start of the polite pretending. I saw Madame turn her eyes toward Queen for
CHAPTER 12KATRINAThe next morning, I woke up to find that Pierre was no longer on the couch. I must’ve slept really well, the kind of deep, uninterrupted sleep that you don’t want to wake up from and I had the entire bed to myself. I didn’t even know if he managed to sleep properly last night. Be
CHAPTER 11KATRINAI wasn’t even surprised by what he said. Honestly, I’d expected something like that from him.When he noticed that I wasn’t reacting, no outrage, not even a flinch, he straightened up from his slouched position. His eyes met mine again, sharper this time, as if trying to read what
CHAPTER 10KATRINA“You weren’t… impressed?” he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.I raised both my eyebrows at him.“I mean,” he went on. "Your husband is filthy rich... hella rich and… not to brag, but I have pretty good genes, too. The least you could’ve done was welcome me properly or at le
CHAPTER 7KATRINAI was speechless for a few seconds, completely stunned. “Can’t we just… wait until after we get married?”“How are you supposed to get along if you won’t even share a bed until next month?” he responded seriously, not a trace of hesitation in his voice. I let out a fake cough, tryi







