Novel & Cerita The Housemaid Ebook

Ray had made it clear that the parents had warned them to stay clear of my path. I didn't want to lose my only job, I couldn't afford to. A few hours later, I had already changed Bryson's beddings, made Ray's bed and now I was unpacking. The room was pretty good for a housemaid like me. It had a canopy bed, dresser, Tv cabinet and a walk in wardrobe. I only had a few clothes, the closet was so big for my few old tees and sweats. I didn't own any jewellery, not even a single pair of earrings. Mmmh I'll just leave my clothes in the suitcase like before, and just take out my toothbrush.

The housemaid cleared her throat and asked, "Why are you here? And... I think you were not in a good shape because you were crying over there, curled like a baby?" Marian wiped the remaining tears quickly and said, "It's nothing, ma'am. I just... something or dust just went through my eyelashes, that's all." "That kind of excuse was so lame. I knew that you were crying," the housemaid said wisely towards her and put her hands behind her back. She looked at Marian and smiled as wide as she can. Marian stood up from her seat, clasped the folder tightly on her chest, and the housemaid looked through her identification card.

“I thought if belong to you. Many elderlies nowadays want to have their houses in the city sold off, with the thoughts of going to the countryside to live a simple and happy life” “Haha, if I could afford such a house, why would I still want to be someone else's maid?” The maid laughed warily.“ I'm off the opinion that you must have gotten the wrong ideas ”. “What is your master's name, then? Maybe he would like to sell his house. Can you leave me his contact information? I have a small gift for you, ma'am ” Then, Chloe went through her small bag and took out a bottle of colorful candies that hadn't been opened yet.“Look this is the gift”.

"At least no one will be sending me errands like a maid." "Like a maid?" Rothchild stared back at her again. "As if you are not one. They are not treating you like a maid, you were actually a maid, and guess what? You will still be a maid in my new house. The only difference is that you will have one master, and that one master is me."

Then the maid slammed the door of the closet and and left the room. I slowly began to look at the layout of the room. The maid's room was not much furnished except for the beds and a few chairs. There was a yellow lamp beside the bed, and the chairs were obviously rotten and not getting the chance to be replaced. I thought of Emily, the woman who could safely be a blood slave in Leonardo Elliot's house, who dressed and spoke differently from the blood slaves here. Perhaps Leonardo Elliot was the supreme authority, so his blood slaves were different from other blood slaves.

" My Lord please send a female nurse and examine , Young lady thighs and back ; she will be able to tell whether we spoke the lies or not " The head maid was already sold off to a far away land and this was all because of this Madam of her's! She has been in this house since she was a young girl , now all thanks to this second madam , at such an old age she was sold off to a run down place , how could she not be hateful of her! Thus ; The head maid decided to broke off from her former madam and decided to drag her down along with her ! If she couldn't stay here then what right does this slut of a woman has to live peacefully ? Sir Kaisen looked at the stunned Lady Marie who seemed a little

He checked his daughter's room and there she was sleeping soundly on the floor as their baby slept in her cot. “Mujer, ¿por qué la casa está desordenada?( Woman, why is the house messy?) " He inquired slightly kicking her awake. She walked out of the baby's room to their room as he followed suit. “I had to put Maïa to sleep, besides we need a new maid, I can't handle all this, I'm starting work on Monday." She added yawning. “So get yourself a new one!" He yelled. “So you can fuck her too?" She replied in the same tone."

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

She would always tell me how much memories we made in this house. I would remember some of the things that she would say, but most of them were the things that I did not want to remember. The memories that I wished should not have been made in the first place. It would be better if it did not happen at all. “G-Good afternoon, Mr. Moore. We did not expect your arrival. Welcome home…” A maid in her mid-30s regarded me with a bow, ceasing from watering the plants. I nodded my head and went inside the house, noticing how clean it was even if no one was living there anymore aside from the maids.

"Duly noted, and no snoring, I like having a peaceful night sleep." Nikolai scoffed and turned off the bedside lamp on his side, but I leaned over to switch on mine. I wasn’t ready to sleep yet. My nerves were still buzzing, and I needed something to distract me. To distract me from all this, from Nikolai and his family and my own thoughts. I reached for one of the books I’d brought with me from home. "The Housemaid" by Freida McFadden. The author that Leo and I had talked about during dinner.