Lahat ng Kabanata ng 1001 Ways to Make My Husband Cheat: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

[Maria] I had just finished soaking in my private bathtub, a brief moment of relaxation before starting my day. The scent of aromatherapy candles spread through the bathroom, filling the air with the soothing fragrance of chamomile.I should have felt calm, but for some reason, I didn’t.I finished my routine, using a warm towel, applying lotion, then putting on my bathrobe. I picked up the phone I had left near the sink earlier. I’d heard a notification before, but I ignored it, assuming it was just a message from Damian saying he’d arrived at the office or some other unimportant report.But seeing the incoming message, I understood why I felt uneasy.‘Good morning, Maria. I want to report that I

[Maria] “Mr. Ed, would you like to have lunch with me?”I thought I should treat him as a thank-you.And also keep him away from the office a little longer.“I…” Mr. Ed rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, then shifted his gaze. “I would love to. But I’ll have to ask Mr. Lee first.”It was the first time I had seen Mr. Ed not as calm and composed as usual.“Ah, let me ask Damian,” I said, pulling out my phone.A message from Hannah Barker popped up in the notifications, but I hurriedly swiped it off the screen. Mr. Ed was right beside me; I was worried he’d see i

[Maria] I always enjoyed the meals prepared by my kitchen maid, Ana. I did prefer “home-cooked meals” anyway. Given how I had been raised, I supposed I was more suited to food made by a maid who was somewhat skilled at cooking rather than a personal chef with broad culinary knowledge and a full three-course menu.Like this evening, Ana had prepared garlic butter salmon, steamed ginger scallion chicken, stir-fried asparagus, mushroom rice, clear soup, and a platter of sliced fruit. Nothing extravagant, but it was the kind of menu I liked.Yet for some reason, tonight it didn’t taste as good as usual.Maybe it was because of the scene right in front of me. Damian Lee looked unenthusiastic about his meal.True

[Hannah] Hannah felt broke that day. She left for work earlier, just as Grace had told her: executive assistants had to arrive early, well before the start of the workday. But that was okay; when one was poor, one had to be eager to work.If only she could report her own brother for the crime of extortion, maybe she already would have done so. How could a younger brother exist solely to cause trouble for his older sister? If Ethan had grown into a sweet younger brother, maybe Hannah would’ve given him something on payday later.But no, her brother had instead taken the envelope Maria gave him—along with the money inside, of course—a large sum Hannah had never held in her life. Hannah was left with only a few bills, barely enough to get by until her next paycheck.

[Cecilia] Back to the events of the previous night.Something that makes you happy. Maybe I can grant it. Just think of me as your fairy godmother. Tell me anything, and I’ll help you.Those words kept echoing in Cecilia’s mind. The man in front of her casually offered her anything. As if it never crossed his mind that Cecilia could ask for things that were outrageously expensive, worth far more than whatever amount of money was inside his envelope.But Cecilia didn’t want those material things right now. What would make her happiest at this moment was something else. She would be happy if the person who ruined her happiness was destroyed.Maria.&ldquo