His Maid Wife

ering presence of Evan in her thoughts. Deep down, she knew that Evan's heart still belonged to Cassie, their high school sweetheart. Together, they

naged to temporarily fix the issue, halting the incessant flow of water. Wiping her forehead, Aubrey heaved a sigh of relief, realizing

ng with anger. In his hands, he held the very tap that she had just managed to patch up, the water spraying onto his drenched face. Aubrey could clearly see the fu

hell? If the tap was broken, you should have called a plum

mber," Aubrey quickly informed hi

o change my suit," Evan retorted, casting

rey murmured, her gaze

and call the plumber," Evan order

, she found herself mere inches away from Evan's face, their eyes locked in a profound gaze. In that intense moment, Aubrey's love for him radiated from her eyes. Her gaze involuntarily shifted towards Evan's lips, and she noticed that he too was fixated on hers. Slowly, Evan leaned closer, and Aubrey closed her eyes, anticipating hi

She knew her son never accepted Aubrey as his wife, and she was filled with apprehension that this audacious

e you to dinner tomorrow. It would bring me great joy if you could grace us with your presence. Al

rightful place," she muttered under h

re seated on the sofa in the hall. As Evan glanced at his mother's despondent expression, h

news instantly caused Evan's fists to clench, and he turne

ng back after a

ed, "What do you mean, why? He is our fa

, "Are we really his family, Grandma? No, he is w

father in such a manner?"

comprehend why he is coming back. Ah, there is only one thing in this world that he truly loves,

husband. "He is your father," she stated

er, nor our mother. And how can you speak of him in such a way, about the person who ruined your life?" Without w

wards his father, who had chosen his lover over Evan's mother. After leaving them, Evan's father had never returned.

nsing the unease, Grandma turned to Aubrey and instructed her to take food to Evan in his

Mrs. Jane asserted, determined t

married life as you do to your son's, my son would not have left you for

enveloped in darkness, the shattered remnants of various objects scattered about. Aubrey's eyes were drawn to the sole source of light—a lamp positioned beside the sofa.

s voice resounded through the room. Au

Aubrey replied, taking a small step forward.

ioned. Aubrey turned to face Evan, c

be tired?"

long. Aubrey does this, Aubrey does that," he remarked, a smirk playing on his lips. The smell of alcohol wafted from Evan, making it evident that he ha

rs for three years. Why don't you leave e

trembled, her eyes welling up with tear

to him. Evan released her

ly. Evan continued to look at her, the tears streaming down her face, and the sound of her hiccups echoing

returning his embrace. Evan tightened his grip and murmured, "I don't want to become like him, Aubrey. I don't want to become the same kind of bastard that he was to my mother." Aubrey, upon hearing his wor

shoulder. "Do you really believe that I'm nothing

him down. Carefully, she removed his shoes and covered him with a blanket. Sitting beside him, she looked at his slumbering face,

I have in this world. I don't know how I can live witho