Husband Maid Mga Nobela at Kwento

She headed straight to the kitchen to prepare something for her husband to eat. Maya was the type of woman that didn’t bother any of the maids when it comes to making her husband's meal . Unlike other women, she believed a maid should not serve her husband but she should do it herself. She loved her husband so much and didn’t want another woman coming close to him or taking her place in his life, she was very careful. The Next Day

Reacting swiftly, she hurried towards the room, with the maid trailing closely behind. She entered the room and assisted her husband in calming down, offering him a soothing glass of water that quickly worked its magic. "Good... Good morning, wife," he stammered, met by her warm smile as she reciprocated, "Good morning, husband." Lucy, the maid, observed the scene with a smile she was genuinely happy for sir, who had a wonderful and caring wife. She admired Rose's maturity and understanding, noting how she took care of her husband like a devoted partner.

Covered my pale skin with a bathrobe and walked outta the bathroom and almost immediately a knock landed on the door and a maid walked in with a tray filled with lunch but I really wasn't hungry. "You can take it back, I'm not Hungry..." My voice was so hoarse when I spoke but she didn't move from where she was standing but I was really nervous... "I'm sorry ma'am but I can't do that... The master would fire me If I fail to make you eat your meal..." The maid helplessly mumbled... She was the maid in charge of bringing the young madam her meals and would lose her job if her job isn't done properly.... Sir Adrian, the Master's secretary had already informed them about the young miss being the

He pushed open the door and jump on me on the bed gigling. "Morning, Maa," he said cheerfully. "Good morning, sweetheart," I replied, hugging him close. "Did you sleep well?" He nodded, his eyes shining with happiness. “Did you miss me in your new room?” “No,” August answered shaking his head. Well that’s not very nice. "Yes, Aunt Cook made us pancakes." I smiled. Even I did not know the name of the cook or any of the workers in this place. I made a mental note to learn their names as soon as I could. "That sounds nice. Did you save any for me?"

The head maid asked looking at the other maids in the room for an answer. "I told her. she said she was not hungry." The girl Liz, replied looking back at the woman. "She is not hungry?" The woman said laughing and repeating the word again as if to stick the word to her brain. "Do we have a new girl?" A girl named Helen asked looking at the woman. She's the head's maid assistant and a maid to the queen, she also sometimes follow the head maid to serve the king. "Yes. A new maid to the king, can you believe that?" she said smiling. "She was brought here by Mr Travis to be a maid to the king."

I wanted to call him and ask Liam for the matter. My maid is so upset on the way Sia treated me. She continues repeating how Sia even call my husband her darling brother. To them, Liam had thought them I'm his wife. The maid also began to give me some advices, because she wants me to be a confidence person not allowing Sia to disrespect me in my husband's apartment. I don't bother with her words infact at the end she even make me smile. No one of them can understand the condition am I, because they're all after what they're seeing.

“Ah, he’s not here, he’s at work, he went to work this morning, who are you?” “What?! And how dare you ask who I am? My god, and who are you, huh? Do I need to repeat myself? Really?” “Ah, sorry, I’m a new maid here,” I apologized, feeling a bit annoyed by her presence. “Get out,” she suddenly said, so I looked at her, and she sneered, “What, do you think I’m stupid enough to be fooled? I know you’re not a maid here, Kalix never hired a maid, are you his woman? Get out of here!”

"I am not leaving, you said you trust me, so please hire me, I can disguise as a middle aged woman" "That's absurd! How can you look like a middle aged woman, when you are only what .... Eighteen?" "I am already twenty two. I just graduated with a degree in history and I don't have a job yet so I am Free to do whatever I want to do" Her expressions turned monstrous "This is not a history research, but a housekeeping job, you are not here to teach the Victoria eras, war and heroes or titanic. You mop the floor, scrub the toilet, clean the whole house and do the laundry."

Life in Africa wasn't pleasant at all for the poor and less educated persons. I didn't want to imagine how Renata and Reynard would feel coming back to a dirty kitchen. Unfortunately my educational background wasn't good at all. If you didn't have at least a degree then you had a hard time finding a good job. Even though I was working as a maid, my pay wasn't that bad. Rushing down the stairs as fast as I could, I was in for a surprise. The kitchen was actually free of any dirty dishes. Huh, odd. I didn't quite get it, especially knowing that Brianna and her bitchy best friend had been here. Those brutes enjoyed making my job hard, so why weren't there any wine glasses? Or the utensils that

I asked one of the maids I sighted coming out from the kitchen. “Good morning ma'am. Sir Ignatius hasn't given me any instructions.” She answered, as my eyebrows furrowed. “Is this how things are done here, in this house?” I asked the maid who was already fidgeting. “Yes ma'am, we wait for his instructions. He gets mad whenever any of us go against his orders.” The maid replied, slowly bowing her head. “But I'm his wife now.” I said to the maid, lifting her chin to look at me. At this point, the maid was already confused.