Maid for the Quadruplets
She patted my hand, and we continued our chores.
Jagger’s POV
I felt dizzy, and I wanted to scream the moment I entered my room. I couldn't believe that Poppy was here! Poppy, the woman who had been haunting my thoughts ever since I met her in the town where I spent a week on vacation. I never expected that she was the daughter of our housekeeper, Calla. I never even thought that I would meet her family there because she was from that place. And that was where I met Poppy—my goddess, my woman—the one I left behind and never returned to!