CHELSEA

We arrived in front of a ten storey building. What a huge building this is! As we got out of the car, suddenly there was a man approaching us and bowing his head as soon as he saw us.

What is wrong with this man?

"Follow me," Mr. Maniac ordered.

What did he mean when he indicated earlier that it was time for me to pay him? Will he offer me to the proprietor of this company? Oh no, what if he actually does sell me?

If the building's exterior is impressive, the interior will astound you even more. It is really inclusive. I examined the area as we passed each spot. He then pressed the tenth floor as we got into the elevator. Are we truly going to be the company's owner? When we got there, we went into an office.

"Wow!" I whispered in amazement. It is quite a large room for a normal employee. This must be the company's owner's office. Will he actually sell me to the owner? God! I'm growing anxious about what I'm thinking!

"Have you thought about it, Ms. Garcia?" Mr. Maniac asked in such a formal voice.

What's up with the mood swing? What makes him sit in the owner's chair, exactly? Are they close friends?

"...What?" I innocently asked him.

Did we discuss something that I don't recall? Or is he possibly trying to sell me? So, will he actually sell me?

"Hmm... You're going to do everything that I say. In short, you're going to obey me. As simple as that, Ms. Garcia," he said, and a slight grin showed on the side of his lips.

To be honest, Mr. Maniacs looks charismatic. I would have fallen in love with him if he wasn’t such an arrogant maniac. If only he wasn’t a pervert...

"Thank you so much for saving me the other day, but again, I am not that kind of woman. I am not an easy one." I said, confidently.

What does he think of me? Easy woman? Just because he is attractive doesn't mean he can have everything.

"But you thought I was an easy guy last night at the pub. Am I right?" he said to me.

I was shocked by what he said. After all, he does have a point. But I still won't agree.

He handed me something—a business card. [Red Chandler Buenavista - CEO] I was shocked by what I read. It seems that the thickness of my face is gradually collapsing. I just want to be swallowed by the earth right now.

If you really look at it, the arrogant guy I tripped over last night at the bar is actually the CEO of this huge company… I can’t believe this is happening!

"I seriously apologize for my actions last night, Mr. Buenavista. I was drunk at the time, and you're someone of such high status, and because of that, I definitely shouldn't have been so careless. I'm really sorry." I bowed to apologize.

"Are you sure you're careless, Ms. Garcia?" he asked. It sounds like he is joking.

Well, I am not in a state to laugh right now. I just placed my head in a pillory. What a dumb move, Chels!

"Mr. Buenavista, I'm not joking. I am really sorry for what I did. So please, if we don’t have anything to talk about, I will leave now." I said, turning my back to leave when he suddenly spoke.

"If you think about it, you'll see that this is a very beneficial deal for you, Ms. Garcia. In fact, this is not for free. You will get paid monthly." I was stunned by what he said.

He was right. I need money now. There's nothing wrong with accepting his offer, but I can’t just agree to this arrogant pervert man. He approached the desk and seemed to be taking something. A document. He came to me and handed over the documents he took.

I was stunned by what I read. This is a marriage contract.

He put his hand to his lips, scratching it while he was in his deep thoughts, and suddenly smiled, looking over me. "You need money, I need a marriage certificate. Isn't this a good deal, Ms. Garcia?" he said. "I'll give you a high rate and you'll be my personal maid. Those are the conditions," he added.

I looked at the contract he gave me. I spent a minute thinking about it, but NO! "Thank you very much for the offer and for your help, but that doesn't mean you can insult my dignity. I am a woman and not just a woman!" I said as I dropped the contract into his table.

"Pfft" he said, and started laughing at what I said. "Do you think highly of yourself, Ms. Devon? If I wanted to insult you, there are countless ways, but I did not because that is not what I wanted right now."

"Then, what do you mean?" I asked.

He walked closer to me and suddenly pushed me against the wall. "Don't worry too much about it; it's just a contract; you need money and I need a marriage contract," he whispered to the side of my ear.

We are in an awkward position right now. He is too close to me. I just turned my head so that our eyes wouldn't meet.

"Just last night you were so brave. You have even gone so far to ask a random man to marry you, but now you look so scared." He whispered again, but now much closer.

My hair rose up as his breath landed on my neck. Alcohol makes people bold, doesn't he know that? I'm probably drunk enough to be brave enough to do things I can't do.

He just stared at me blankly and then left to go to his table. He signed the contract and handed it back to me.

"Here," he said, while handing over the signed contract. “And here is your card that you can use. You will need it in the future.”

I took the contract and suddenly the problems I was facing now came to my mind. This is such a huge amount of money. $1,751 and all I needed to do was be his maid and act as his wife. I need to be brave. This is the only way I can start over.

"I will agree to what you want to happen, but I have one condition..." I gasped.

"Okay. You raised your conditions, and I'll do mine as well. I want you to clean up your messy relationships. I don't want to be like you, surrounded by rumors." he said to me calmly.

What?! That's my condition too!

"I'd say the same thing to you!"

I immediately picked up the ballpoint pen and signed the contract. After I signed it, I just threw the pen behind my back and left. Do you think you will be able to make me do things just because I signed as your maid? Tss! I will use my wife's card then… I won’t let you look down on me!

RED

She just threw away the ballpoint pen she used and stormed out the door. What a brat! I suppose it's time to put on my husband's act...

A few minutes passed, and I felt like drinking coffee. I took my phone and called Ms. Garcia, or should I say, my wife.

“Hello?” she answered on the other line.

"Make me a cup of coffee. No sugar." I ordered.

“What?! Are you being serious right now?! Why didn't you tell me earlier? I just got on the bus!” she said in a very angry manner.

"Then get off and run back here, and also, I really want to entertain the guests with the best sushi from the Japanese store in the city. It has to be here in half an hour!"

“Are you serious?! That's too far. That's in the south of the city. Even one hour is not enough to go back after buying it!”

"Make it happen!" I responded.

She then dropped the call, and I have no idea if she really obeyed my orders. An hour passed and she still hadn't arrived. I was about to call her when the door abruptly opened and spit out my wife, who was sweating while carrying what I had ordered.

"You're late," I said.

She just looked at me and placed the sushi orders on the table.

"I have a meeting this afternoon, and at 3:40, I want you to serve 20 bags of afternoon tea from the kitchen."

She has a different expression now that you can see it. Evidently, she was really irate. She appeared inflated from the mounting rage on her face, as if she were puffing up. She then went off again. Stamping her feet loudly.

What a cry baby…

It's just as much fun as I expected. It looks like I will enjoy being with her by my side. I immediately called my secretary to tell the Garcia family the news.

-

Meanwhile, the day ended with Chelsea doing everything for Mr. Buenavista. When it was over, she went home to take a rest. When she entered the house, she saw her sister, Maxine Faye Garcia, her youngest step sibling, in the living room.

Maxine suddenly stood up and faced Chelsea and said, "You just broke up with Mark and now you're flirting with the CEO? You're such an embarrassment!"

"I'm tired. I don't want to mess with you!" Chelsea answered.

Maxine was very annoyed when Chelsea turned her back and continued walking. She was about to yell at her when their father suddenly arrived.

"Chelsea, my daughter, where is your boyfriend? Didn't he come here with you?" their father asked happily.

Chelsea frowned at what she heard coming from her father.

"Isn't my sister mad at you, dad, because of what happened earlier?" Maxine murmured.

Their father just glared at her. Making Maxine stop and keep on silent.

"How about we invite your boyfriend to the house, Chelsea?" he asked his daughter, full of joy.

"Let's talk about this later. I'm very tired. I need to rest." Chelsea said and continued to her room.

"Dad, you told my sister to apologize to Mark's family. For sure, my sister is mad at you right now," Maxine said to her father.

Their father ignored her and suddenly left.

"How did she end up with a CEO that quickly? She just left home earlier, and now she's got herself a CEO…"

Maxine wondered to herself while feeling jealous and envious of what was happening to her sister’s life.

The tragedy in Chelsia’s life started. Her life was in the hands of the most evil person she had ever known, Mr. Buenavista. He orders her hour after hour, and because of the contract they signed, the girl can't whine or complain. All she could do was to think about the benefit that it would give her after the contract ends.

"You are moving very slowly. I just asked you to take out the trash, and you took one hour for that. Just ask the maids where the trash bin is!” Red complained.

This is now the life of Chelsia after days of being the personal maid of the great Mr. Buenavista.

Chelsea wanted to punch him in the face, but she couldn't do it because of the contract. She then took a deep breath to calm herself. "Yes sir," she replied, and stormed out the door.

RED

It was so obvious that she started to get so annoyed by everything I asked her. I just want to burst out laughing whenever I see her nose, which almost releases smoke because of how furious she is. I just gave her a simple order. Why is she whining like a baby? I think I should be strict with her from now on. I pay her to work and not to have a vacation in my mansion and enjoy her days.

An hour has passed and she still hasn't returned. How much trash did she take out? I only ordered that girl to throw away the garbage. How about I call her to do the laundry? Oh, maybe because she was so diligent, she went straight to the dump site to throw away the trash. I couldn’t stop laughing at my own thoughts. Suddenly, the door opened and my wife, who was frowning, entered. She's really cute when she's angry.

"Why did it take you so long to come back? I only ordered you to take out the trash and it took you an hour." I said, making a serious face. "Forget it, just pick me some white roses from the garden. You can probably do that right, can't you?"

She didn't answer and immediately left my room.

I smiled and peered out the window to see what her reaction would be when she got to the garden. The dog house for my pet bulldog, Blaze, is also there. I saw her enter the garden, and it only took a few minutes for her to scream.

"AAAHH BASTARD!" she shouted when Blaze suddenly barked at her.

I took a deep breath and muttered to myself, "Ahh, so interesting. How much longer can she endure?"

-

After an hour has passed, she is back here in my room. She then placed the white roses she had picked on the table. It looks like a storm has passed through it. It looks so ugly. I immediately stood up and approached her.

I held her hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "You don't have a hand disability. Why can’t you do your work properly? How come the flowers you picked are uglier than the trash in the trash can?” I asked her.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm very sorry, Mr. Buenavista. The dog chased me in the garden while I was entering the garden and the flowers were damaged. Who would be a dumb person to put a dog in the garden without a leash?" she asked in a sarcastic tone. "Did you know that there is a saying that a dog gets its behavior from its owner? That's why if the dog is not sane and like a madman that gets out of the cage and bites when it sees a person, the behavior is probably worse than that of the boss, Mr. Buenavista," she added.

I stared at her seriously and pushed her to the corner. "The time will come when you will also take care of Blaze and you're going to be his female owner, so if I were you, change your behavior and Blaze might get more insane than he is now."

-

Time passed and dinner was near. Mr. Buenavista ordered Chelsea to cook for dinner. She got so worried since she had never cooked a decent meal before. All she could do was fry an egg. After an hour in the kitchen, Chelsea showed up in the dining room, carrying the meal she had prepared for Mr. Buenavista.

Mr. Buenavista looks satisfied with seeing her show up and not setting the kitchen on fire. But when Chelsea placed the meal in front of Mr. Buenavista, he couldn’t control himself but to raise his right eyebrow.

Mr. Buenavista was so annoyed while looking at his plate. "You don't know how to pick flowers, you don't seem to be able to take care of Blaze either, and when it comes to cooking, you can only serve pork?"

"I'm sorry… I had never prepared a meal before and all I could do was fry an egg…” Chelsea mumbled.

* step * step * step * step *

Suddenly, a beautiful lady entered the dining area. She was wearing a black dress and sparkling jewelry. Looking sophisticated and elegant. Her eyes speak power.

"Mom?" Mr. Buenavista asked, and immediately stood up to kiss his mother’s hand. “I thought you were still in London. How come you suddenly came back? You should have told me so that I could pick you up at the airport.”

"What’s all the racket? Where did all your manners go? I received the news that you brought a woman into this mansion. Where is this woman? I want to see her…”

Chelsea immediately greeted her while the nervousness was evident on her face. "Hello, mother," she said softly while bowing her head.

“Mother? Who are you to call me mother? — Wait! Is this the woman you brought home, son?” Madam Buenavista asked Red. He then answered his mother with a nod. “You were joking, right?”

“Mother, I am Chelsea—”

“Shut up! Don’t call me mother. I don’t remember ever having such an uneducated looking daughter, and who are you to call me mother, you lowlife!” Madam Buenavista screamed at Chelsea’s face.

Chelsea was so embarrassed by the sudden scenario that she didn’t expect it to happen. She didn’t expect that Madam Buenavista would behave like this. From what Madam Buenavista said, she obviously knew how much she hated her.

Madam Buenavista was ready to take Chelsea out of the mansion when Red immediately stood up and blocked his mother. "She's definitely not your daughter; she's your daughter in-law." Red calms his mother.

Madam Buenavista was stunned by what her son said. There was incredible tension inside that room. Suddenly, Madam Buenavista started acting like she was about to cry, "My son is really grown up and dare not even tell me that he is getting married. Do I have no right in your life anymore? And why did you choose such a woman? Are you really messing with me, son? Why did you choose this kind of woman? She looks like an assistant! Do you want to embarrass me in front of my amigas?"

Red held Chelsea’s hand and smiled. He comforted his wife because he felt that Chelsea needed him now. "Although Chelsea has low status, I like her. Even if you don't like her, mom, please don't insult her. She is a nice woman." Mr. Buenavista said, defending Chelsea from his mom, but that only caused Madam Buenavista to get furious even more.

Suddenly the lady picked up a glass and threw it on the floor in a rage.

"You, you—you are going to treat Sofia like this? Son, that girl is nothing to Sofia. Sofia waited for you for so many years, and you're going to do this to her?" Madam Buenavista couldn’t control her anger and screamed.

Mr. Buenavista grinned and touched Chelsea’s face. “Don’t listen to her. You are the only woman in my life,” he said, looking at Chelsea. “Mom, please mind your behavior. You should not treat my wife like this. You are embarrassing me in front of her.”

Madam Buenavista took a deep breath. "Son, everything I'm telling you is just for you. It's just for your own good. That kind of woman with a small family background, go ahead, tell me how you can benefit from her family? I bet they can’t even offer land or property!”

"Are you saying that I have to rely on women in order to achieve anything, mother?" Mr. Buenavista looked at his mom with a blank expression.

Madam Buenavista was caught off guard by what her son uttered. She stayed quiet for about a minute. "I don't care, I don't want you to marry that woman. Quickly divorce and I will bring Sofia here. She is worthy of being your woman!" She was so annoyed that she immediately left the dining room and slammed the door, making a loud noise to the mansion.

CHELSEA

I didn't expect him to defend me from his mom earlier. He was so arrogant when it was just me and him, but when his mother came… everything about him changed. He was like a knight in shining armor with a stupid personality. Is he putting on an act? I'm here now on the sofa, hugging the pillow while staring at nowhere.

I was surprised when someone suddenly spoke. "Water," he said.

"Ah? What?" I asked him. I can see that he has just finished taking a shower; his hair is still wet and it is dripping on the floor.

"Are you stupid? To the point that you don't even know what water is? Nevermind, go take a bath." he ordered.

Why do people here get so annoyed so quickly? I was just asking him what he was saying. He just said "water!" How am I supposed to understand that? I am getting back to what I said earlier. He was not a knight in shining armor, he was a beast! Hmph! Such a bad attitude. His kindness was just a trial, now it's expired.

I stood up and went straight to the bathroom. It took me one hour to finish my bath. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw him in the study area reading a book. He is fun to watch. It was like watching an angel read. I just shook my head from what I was thinking,

Eww!

Why am I falling in love with this jerk! He was just handsome, and that’s it. No more to be proud of!

"Do I have to live here?" I asked.

He didn't turn around and suddenly answered. "Then why did you come over here? To steal?" he said in a serious tone while his eyes were fixed on what he was reading.

Huh? What? I'm just asking if I have to live here. Sometimes I really can't reach this person's mental capacity.

"As long as Mom is here and will not leave the mansion, you can sleep there or on the floor," he said, while pointing at the sofa.

What?! Is he serious?! He's going to make me sleep on the sofa?! Wow! What a gentle jerk!

CHELSEA

I am now in the bathroom, facing the mirror. I just finished being ordered around by that demon. I wasn't even given a break. What does he think of me? A robot? I don't know how much I can handle and how much I can forgive that person, but I have to be strong.

"Damn you, Red Chandler Buenavista!" I yelled angrily at the mirror.

It's possible that his mother had a lot of problems while carrying him. He acts exactly the same way now that he is old because that is why she had him. He did, however, acquire a few of her attitudes. They are both a pain in the neck. Indeed, like a mother, like a son.

I straightened myself up and posed like Mr. Pervert. I turned to look in the mirror and tried to sound like him by raising my voice. I cough while synchronizing the tone of my voice to get his voice just right.

"Although Chelsea has low status, I like her. Even if you don't like her, mom, please don't insult her. She is a nice woman." I turned to my right and spoke softly to the mirror as if I were speaking to Madam Buenavista.

I imitated his fake sweet voice and said, "Alright love, come here, eat some more. You're so thin. You need to eat a lot to get fat."

I immediately looked to my left and mimicked Mr. Pervert's angry facial expression after finishing my speech.

"Heh, how could it happen that what I'm going to feed you has poison? Do I have to taste it so you know it's not poisonous? Eat!"

"I'm not going to throw money at you just so you can enjoy life; go to work!" I screamed angrily at the mirror.

I burst out laughing when I was done acting like that jackass. He is always a fake person. It's not right for him to act as if he cares about me. I might be able to accept it better if he would just admit that he is a demon. It suits his name, Red-demon, Redemon! Pfft!

"Are you having fun?" I was surprised by the man's voice behind me. I looked back and saw Mr. Pervert, or should I say, Redemon.

Did he hear what I said? Shit! This demon doesn’t even know how to knock. What a real pervert!

"Ah—ah no! I'm not doing anything. Why should I enjoy it?" I said, acting as if nothing had happened.

He suddenly walked closer to me, and when he got closer, he whispered something in my ear. "Mom will be checking my wife's cooking skills in a moment, and if she doesn't like it, my love, then half a month of your payment will be gone. Understood?" he said softly.

What?! Is he even serious? Even if I have world-class chef skills, I still can't satisfy his mom. She obviously hates me! What should I do now?!

"...Got it…" I answered, even though I really had no idea how his mom was going to like my cooking.

"Seems like you're pretty confident. Then head to Maine's Bake Shop and get some freshly baked cookies. Mom loves to eat them. You might catch her soft side if you gave her that. Thank me later," he said to me and winked at the same time.

Pervert! Asshole! Bastard! I looked at him evilly, shouted in my head, and walked out. Because of this man, I may simply pass away from anger.

-

THREE DAY AFTER

They had been doing the same thing all day long for three days. Fight here, fight there. Order here, order there. But like before, Chelsea still couldn't do anything about her husband's servile treatment.

While everyone was busy with all of their chores, a beautiful woman entered the mansion of the Buenavista. She has a porcelain-like complexion and a curvaceous body that shows whenever she walks. She has long chocolate hair, and she is wearing a pink floral dress that seems like a high-end type of dress. Chelsea suddenly notices her entering the living room. She stood up and approached the woman. She was about to ask her who she was when the woman suddenly started talking.

"Hello, are you Ms. Chelsea Leigh Garcia?" Her voice was so modest and elegant.

Chelsea was surprised by her question. She didn’t even know who that woman was, but the woman knew her. “Hi… May I know who—” she wasn’t able to finish her words when the woman suddenly interjected.

"I always heard your name, and after finally seeing you today, Ms. Chelsea is even better than I thought," she said while smiling brightly.

Chelsea felt an awkward atmosphere with the woman’s actions toward her. “...Thanks?” she murmured awkwardly.

"Sofia? What are you doing here?" a voice suddenly interjected.

The two were surprised to hear a voice behind them. As they looked in the direction of the voice, they saw Red going down the stairs. Sofia’s expression suddenly changed into a more cheerful one, and she immediately approached and hugged Red tightly.

“Red, I miss you so much! I heard that Auntie has returned from the state, so I came just to visit her,” she mumbled while hugging Red.

Red immediately removed the woman's hands and went to Chelsea’s side. Sofia looked at Red in surprise at what he did.

“Red, aren’t you even going to welcome me? I just came back and this is how you will treat me?” Sofia asked. The sadness can be seen in her eyes. She looks at Chelsea with a blank expression.

CHELSEA

Here I am now in front of two people who seem to be making a scene in the most dramatic movie I have ever seen in my life. Cringe! She turned out to be Sofia, the girl that Redemon’s mom mentioned. It turns out that Redemon was lucky enough, and he even attracted a beautiful woman like Sofia, who also seems very rich. What a catch!

Sofia's question annoyed him, and he suddenly grabbed me by the waist. "She's not here, so if you have nothing else to do here... you can now leave. I don't want Chelsea to misunderstand something between us, so stop being so clingy around me anymore. Can’t you see that my wife is here? Stop being childish and insensitive, Sofia."

Uhm, this is so awkward! What kind of drama do they have? Gosh, I need to get out of this. I looked at Sofia and it looked like she was about to cry.

"I… I understand. I am so sorry, Red… I am so sorry I bothered you guys. Chelsea, I’m sorry for being insensitive, I just really missed him… I'm leaving..." Her tears flowed down her cheeks while looking at the floor.

“Sofia is the guest I invited over. How dare you talk to her like that?! If you think she is interfering with you two, then you better kick me out too!”

I was shocked to hear Madam Buenavista’s voice. She was furious while looking at me. Why me? I didn’t even do anything... That's it. Perfect timing. Redemon's mom makes a grand entrance again. I really don't know what kind of trip people have in this mansion. If only they really knew about the contract. I took a deep sigh and composed myself to get ready for another drama.

Madam Buenavista walked toward Sofia and took her hand. "That girl can live here while Sofia can't visit?" she shouted while pointing her finger at me.

God! Why does she always point everything at me? Why can’t he blame his son for his stupid decision?

I can now feel the tension between Redemon and Madam Buenavista. I looked at Redemon and he looked so annoyed. What is the problem with him? Why doesn't he like Sofia? She is such a beautiful woman. They are a match.

Madam Buenavista suddenly snatched my hand from Redemon and pushed me aside. She grabbed Redemon’s hand and pulled him closer to Sofia. What the fuck was that?!

“Son, why don’t you take Sofia to go shopping today? You two just met again after a year. You should go and have time together!” Madam Buenavista said, but Redemon’s face turned angrier than before. His eyebrows are more furrowed.

"Red, I know a place. They make foods that you like. Shall we go together?" Sofia asked with a smile.

But then Redemon suddenly went to my side, and I was surprised when Redemon suddenly picked me up like a newlywed.

"Sorry, I would rather be with my wife."

And just like that, we left without him even looking back at them. God! This is so embarrassing!

-

Red left the scene while carrying Chelsea, leaving his mom and Sofia behind. His actions made Madam Buenavista furious and she screamed like a monster.

"No way, Red Chandler! Get back here!”

Sofia immediately approached her auntie. “Auntie, don’t be angry. That could be bad for your health.”

Sofia tried to calm her auntie down, but she couldn’t stop her tears from flowing. Madam Buenavista looked at her worriedly. “Don’t be sad, hija. My son is just blinded by love. I am sure that won’t last long. There will be a time when he will see how deserving you are for him. You don’t have to worry about anything because I will help you…”

Sofia couldn’t stop her emotions and burst out crying. "Thank you, auntie, but you really don't need to. I ignored everything, even put down my pride and self-respect, and I chased him for so many years, but he would rather...."

"Shhh, don't cry. I understand. Don't worry, Red has always been obedient. I can also separate the two of them, and when that happens, I will make him marry you." Madam Buenavista said.

"Auntie, you don't need to do that…" she replied shyly while her tears were falling.

-

Meanwhile, Red and Chelsea reached the bedroom. Red immediately dropped Chelsea on the bed and stretched out his arms.

Red complained, "Why are you so heavy? Go on a diet! It feels like I lifted a pig!"

"Damn it! Are you calling me fat? You're weak. You should do a workout!" Chelsea shouted.

"I've been too nice to you recently, haven't I? Ms. Garcia, I never dreamed of taking care of a maid," Red said without any expression.

Chelsea immediately got up from lying down. "...I apologize, Mr. Buenavista."