Novel & Cerita Housemaids Book

"One of the maids must have already taken care of it. Thank you for your assistance." ​"Of course, My Lady," he murmured. He picked up his basket, completely oblivious to the fact that its most critical contents were gone, and bowed before heading out toward the courtyard. ​As soon as he was out of sight, my calm facade shattered. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs as I turned and sprinted toward my private bedchamber. Locking the heavy door behind me, I reached into my skirt, pulled out the three stolen letters, and sat down at my vanity to tear open the wax seals.

The one who said I’d never be good enough, just like my mother wasn’t. Her eyes scanned me from head to toe with that familiar disgust. “Straighten your dress, Mrs. White.” I clenched my jaw but obeyed. There was no use arguing with her. Once satisfied, she stepped aside. “You may come in.” My chest tightened, but I stepped forward. Back into the belly of the beast. As I stepped into the house, the maids lined up neatly on each side of the long hallway, bowing their heads. There were ten of them. Five on the left, five on the right. All dressed in uniforms. They looked as though they were part of a show.

CHAPTER 71: SHE LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE YOU VENUS: I was reading one of my favourite books when the door opened. The sound made me lift my eyes from the sentence I’d read three times without understanding. It was just a romance novel but I couldn't understand how a billionaire and his wife could make their maid get pregnant for him without the maid knowing that he slept with her. “Hey, you're okay?” Maxine said as he walked in.

I have an unshakeable intuition that in the not-too-distant future, a lot of unfortunate events are going to take place. There will be new maids like we arranged to share a spacious room reserved for maids. Our living space consists of nothing more than a single bed despite the fact that this location is quite large; however, the number of maids working in the mansion is also quite large. To my good fortune, Daisy's and my beds are not too far apart from one another.

Hans said before leaving the maid candidates. "I heard that the young master in this mansion had a failed marriage, so he needs to vent his anger over what happened to his future wife," someone whispered behind Lynda. "They say he's also disabled, if we qualify to be his servants, will we be able to last a month? Many say he's also very cruel and now I'm hesitant to continue being a maid here, it's just that the demands of my life that need this money can't avoid work." Mia turned to look at the two women whispering behind her, "Will you shut up? If he heard what you just said, who knows what will happen to you next!" Mia said and the woman snorted.

I slapped my hand against my forehead and was hit with dizziness that made me regret my actions. "Excuse me..." I called a maid's attention. "Yes ma'am?" she answered. "Please, could you show me where the kitchen is?" I asked as politely as I could. The last thing I wanted was to get stuck in a book where the female lead gets bullied by her husband's house servants. "Of course ma'am. I'll lead you there." the maid replied. "Oh no no no. I wouldn't like to bother you. You're already busy." "It's not a bother ma'am." the maid smiled.

Thank you ) The house was massive. Cold. Silent. A maze designed to swallow people whole. Every hallway felt unfamiliar, every corner threatening. After wandering far too long, I finally found the stairs.Gripping the railing, I stepped down slowly, my body aching, my mind racing.I don’t know how to cook.I don’t know what I’m doing.But I know one thing.I will try. Because without trying we should not have to give up . I reached the kitchen. It was vast—far too big for someone who didn’t even know where to begin. Stainless steel counters gleamed under soft lights, cabinets lined the walls perfectly, and the smell of cleanliness hung heavy in the air.Two maids were there.

Geez, I think you just married a workaholic El. I went to bathroom, did my business and put on a simple clothe since I wasn't going out today. I don't work anymore. I reached the living room and I met the maids cleaning it. Gosh I have forgotten that this mansion was full of maids. They were almost done with the whole house. There was nothing to do here. "Good morning ma'am" one of the maids greeted followed by the others who probably heard her. "Good morning" I responded as continued with their chores. I decided to go into the kitchen. Some maids were also there. Geez these maids seems to be way serious with their jobs. I envied them.

The mansion wasn't a small one so it would really be difficult cleaning the whole place. There were nine maids in total, Dorota who was the head maid, Brittney and Marissa who roomed in the first, Jasmine and Mia, also roomies, Mary and Diana, who gave off this kind of weird vibe and finally Alice and I, who stayed in the last room. Alice has been my guide. She explained things better than the so-called Miss Dorota. The maid's outfit was a little bit tight and short on me but that was the only available size. I never really wore revealing clothes so it was hard adjusting to the new lifestyle.

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre