Lahat ng Kabanata ng 1001 Ways to Make My Husband Cheat: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

[Maria] “Maria. How did she manage to be here just now?”I knew he’d ask that eventually. I tried to stay calm.“Is it really that surprising to see employees from around here having lunch at this place?”Damian tilted his head, then furrowed his brow, as if he didn’t accept my answer.“That’s very unlikely. Regular employees wouldn’t go to a place like this for lunch.”Ahh. I placed my index finger against my lips as though I had just realized something. Was this about the price? How much were they paid anyway? Were they really that poor? Had I given Hannah Barker too much money?

[Maria]Before leaving the restaurant, I needed to ask Damian questions, gathering information. The things he liked would become part of my plan.“What kind of food do you like?”Damian furrowed his brow. Then he gave a smile that I took as teasing, like he was playing with me. “You guess.”“I don’t know. Tell me.”“Cook something for me. If it tastes good, I’ll tell you.”“I can’t cook.”“Then, I can’t tell you.”I gave up. A challenge like this was too difficult for me because I couldn’t cook.No, maybe “couldn’t” wasn’t the right word. I had simply never cooked before.***As soon as I arrived home, I immediately asked Ines to call Ana, the kitchen maid who usually cooked for us. I heard Ana had been with Damian’s family for several years already. Even Auntie May, the Lee family’s head kitchen maid, was Ana’s mother. If I wanted to know Damian’s preferences, perhaps the best place to start was there.The girl hurried over to me as I sat at the dining table.“Ana, do you know what D

[Maria]Ana lowered her head in shame, both hands locked together in front of her apron.“It’s okay. I won’t tell Damian that you slipped up.”Ana lifted her head. “Really? Thank you, Ma’am.” She quickly added, “And I’m sorry, Ma’am. I really am.”I nodded with a faint smile. My steps were unsteady as I reached a nearby chair and sat down. I took a long breath, calming myself as I processed all of this. Various thoughts were swirling in my head; I needed to sort them out one by one.Ana didn’t need to worry, truly. Because of course I would not tell Damian. The first thing I had to do upon learning my opponent’s strategy was to pretend I didn’t know that I knew. I thought I was the one controlling the story, but it turned out Damian was making me dance on the palm of his hand.Now what I needed to consider was, how much did he know about my plans? About Hannah? About my target, the clause in the prenuptial agreement?Should I play along and pretend to follow his lead?“Ana, what did my

[Maria] Auntie Imani’s house was just a tiny little home behind the bookstore, accessible only through an alleyway. At first glance from the outside, it even looked smaller than the bookstore itself.Auntie Imani opened the door and invited me inside. The moment I stepped in, I was immediately greeted by a familiar feeling. In that modestly sized room, I could almost hear the footsteps of little children running around, pressing their hands against walls where the paint had begun to peel away.“Have a seat,” she said as she pulled the curtains wide open.I lowered myself onto the carpet. My gaze wandered around the room. There were many framed photos of Auntie Imani with small children hanging on the walls. There were also several awar

[Maria] “You mocking me?”That was what he said to me while still taking the money I offered.How strange. How could I insult someone who was already humiliating himself with his own behavior?He tilted his head and brought it close to my face, as if trying to intimidate me. I stared back at him sharply, as if to show I wasn’t afraid of him.“Do you think I can’t hit a f***** like you?”I waved my hand to dispel the smell of alcohol and the foul breath wafting from his mouth. I stepped backward.“Touch me and I will sue you,” I threatened him back. “You don’t know me, do you?