Semua Bab The Maid He Chooses To Be His Wife: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Inside the sprawling foyer, Sofia kneels on the glossy marble floor. Her rag moves in steady circles beneath the magnificent crystal chandelier.A fellow maid peeks out from behind a marble pillar and nudges her with a grin."Look at that chandelier, Sofia! The Vances really want to show off today."Sofia briefly glances up at the newly installed chandelier before letting out a soft chuckle."Keep your voice down before Madam Helen catches us talking.""I hope a billionaire falls in love with me too. Ugh, I’m so jealous. If you ever think about finding someone, Sofia, make sure he’s wealthy."Clara leans closer with a knowing smile."You should find a billionaire husband too."Sofia gives her a soft smile and shakes her head. Her hands continue working steadily."I don’t need a rich husband, Clara. Money is nice, but it isn’t everything. If I ever get married, I just want a man who is kind, hardworking, and treats me well. Even if we have very little, as long as we’re happy and at pea

Edward kneels down slightly, studying the painful burn spreading across her pale skin.Edward finally turns his head toward them. His cold eyes carry a frost so bitter it stops everyone in their tracks."I do not remember asking for your permission, Mr. and Mrs. Vance," Edward states smoothly.Richard's face darkens to a deep purple."Our families have discussed this marriage alliance for months! You cannot simply throw it away!""My parents discussed it," Edward corrects him, adjusting his cuffs. "I never agreed to any of it."Vanessa steps forward, feigned tears gathering at the corners of her eyes as she tries to adopt a fragile act."Edward... please. Are you doing this just because I had to discipline a troublesome servant?""Discipline?" Edward repeats, his voice dropping into a dangerous, dark register. His eyes flick briefly toward the raw, reddened cheek on Sofia's face."You physically assaulted a defenseless person over a spilled bowl of soup.""It was an accident! She bump

Before Sofia can formulate a reply, the luxury sedan slows down smoothly.Daniel’s calm, composed voice filters through from the driver’s seat, breaking the quiet of the car."We have arrived, sir," he announces smoothly. "Welcome home."At his words, Sofia turns her head back toward the window. Her breath catches sharply in her throat as her eyes adjust to the view outside.A magnificent glass skyscraper towers impressively over the city skyline, resembling an unshakable modern fortress.Moments later, the private elevator doors slide open with a soft, melodic chime that echoes through the quiet space.Sofia freezes in her tracks, her breath hitching in utter disbelief. The penthouse stretches before her like an impossibly luxurious art gallery.Ahead of her, Edward walks forward as though none of the breathtaking luxury impresses him in the least.With casual, effortless ease, he slips off his tailored suit jacket and tosses it carelessly over a nearby designer chair before glancing

She hesitates, swallowing hard as her throat suddenly goes dry."It feels deeply disrespectful to address you otherwise.""It is not.""But you are my..."She abruptly catches herself, biting her lower lip just before finishing the sentence.Edward easily understands the unspoken words hanging heavily in the air between them."I’m your husband. It sounds rather strange if my own wife addresses me like a corporate employee."A faint, warm blush spreads across Sofia's pale cheeks. She lowers her gaze to the floor, overwhelmed."I..."Edward's given name feels entirely foreign after a lifetime of referring to everyone above her as "sir" or "ma'am." Saying it aloud feels almost impossible.Edward waits patiently, giving her the space to adjust.Finally, she whispers,"Thank you... Edward."For the briefest fraction of a second, the corner of his mouth almost softens into the hint of a smile."Much better."He turns toward the hallway."Come with me."Sofia quietly follows behind him until

Edward watches her quietly, reading every emotion flickering across her face. After several long, contemplative moments, he gives a single, decisive nod."Very well."A wave of profound relief instantly washes over Sofia's face."Thank you."She unconsciously begins to rise from her chair to offer a traditional bow of gratitude. Edward speaks up sharply before she can even move."You do not have to bow to me anymore."She freezes midway, a sudden blush spreading across her cheeks before she lets out an embarrassed laugh."I am sorry. I keep forgetting.""It will certainly take time to adjust," Edward acknowledges smoothly."I understand."He rises gracefully from his chair. Daniel immediately straightens his posture and steps forward."Are we leaving for the mansion now, sir?""Yes."Edward reaches for a neatly sealed envelope resting beside his tablet and slips it into his suit jacket. Then his eyes return to Sofia."I will accompany you."Her eyes widen in surprise."You do not have