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."

As the days passed by, Chelsea and Red didn’t get along well. They are like dogs and cats in the same house. One morning, while Chelsea was having coffee peacefully because the demon who always ordered her to do some errands was not in the mansion and was busy in the office, she was surprised when the maid entered her room.

"Miss, someone is looking for you downstairs,” the maid said.

Chelsea looked at her in surprise. "Did you ask who?"

“No, miss…” she answered.

“What does she look like then?” Chelsea asked.

The maid scratches her nape as she tries to remember what the woman looks like. She looks quite like you, Miss, but she has long red hair. We are almost the same height. She also makes me hurry to call you…” The maid answered while seeming to be in a hurry.

It was obvious from Chelsea’s face that she knew who had visited the mansion.

“I see. I will be there. Please tell her to wait for me in the living room, and also tell her to not touch anything.”

"Yes, miss," the maid said, and immediately left to take the guest to the living room.

Before leaving, Chelsea finished the coffee she was drinking. When she went down to the living room, she wasn’t that surprised to see her sister sitting on the sofa. She looks like she owned the house based on how she sits on the sofa.

"Maxine? What are you doing here?" Chelsea crossed her arms as she approached her sister.

"Sister!" she shouted happily and immediately stood up to approach Chelsea to kiss her, but Chelsea suddenly avoided her.

Maxine straightened up as if she was ashamed of what she had done. "Aren't you happy to see me, sister? Aren't you going to invite me for a drink or a tour of the Buenavistas' mansion?"

CHELSEA

What is she doing here? It seems like she needs something from me. But I don’t care about her whereabouts; I have to get her out of here. It would not be good if Madam Buenavista saw her.

"Is brother-in-law not here, sister? I will be holding a party at home in a few days. So I thought I'd invite my brother-in-law so mom and dad could meet him, especially my friends!" she said happily.

“Really? A party for what?” I asked.

“Well, I just want to have a party, and isn’t it good timing? We could welcome him to the family!”

"Are you really going to invite my husband to the party, or maybe you're going to invite him to bed, hmm? Which one, Maxine?" I gave her a sarcastic smile as I stare at her.

Her eyes widened and she was stunned by what I said. "You! How could you say that?!" she furiously shouted.

Guilty!

"Before, you set up this kind of trap to deceive Mark. Now you will use your same trick to hook up with my husband?" I asked her angrily.

I really can't control this slut anymore. I wonder how we became blood-related when all that she wants is to get everything I have.

"Chelsea! Please don’t say that… You know I didn't mean what happened to Mark, right? I— I swear I don't think of my brother-in-law that way,” she claimed to defend herself.

Hah! What a fake little slut! Does she think she can manipulate me with those kinds of words? I am done!

"Please leave now, Maxine. I don't have time to talk to you and I'm busy right now..." I answered sluggishly.

I called the maid and signed her to approach us. "Could you please accompany her out of the mansion?" I said to make her escort my sister out of the mansion.

"Heh, are you afraid that I will steal your husband? I just came to send an invitation but you are accusing me of being a thief and a bitch who will steal him."

"I didn't think that you would steal my husband, all I could think of was that you would flirt with him. I never mentioned anything about stealing, but you said it yourself, so that is indeed your intention..." I smirk as I look at her. “If she refuses to leave, call the guards to throw her away!” I ordered the maid before I turned around to leave. I even saw the maid approach her and escorted her out of the mansion before I could finally climb the stairs.

-

It was already afternoon when Redemon got home. He was carrying a paper bag and handed it to me. What could this be? Giving me a gift is not in his dictionary unless there is an order in return.

"W-what is this?" I asked innocently when he handed me the paper bag.

"This evening, I'll be attending a charity event, and you'll be joining me."

I was stunned by what he said. Is he serious? Will he really take me? Shit! I'm not ready to show my face to other people and introduce myself as his wife…

"What's the matter? Why do you react like that? Have you forgotten about your obligations?" he asked.

The contract... It is stated in the contract and in our agreement that I have to fulfill my duties and responsibilities as his wife outside the company. What else can I do?

I left and went straight to my room. I took out the boxes inside the paper bags and I was shocked to see how beautiful they were. Is this what a noble lady wears? Will he really make me wear these? A blue off-shoulder mermaid gown was inside the paper bag. I put it on and I almost suffocated because it was so tight on me. Why do rich people tend to wear tight clothes? These kinds of clothes could almost kill a person.

I still have a hard time putting it on; it's stuck on my waist and it's hard to lift. Why is there no zipper? This is really stressing me out.

I was surprised when the door suddenly opened and Redemon entered.

"Are you wearing the gown or are you going to sew it?! Hurry u–up...." We looked at each other confused. He also stopped and looked at my body. Until now, I still haven't worn the gown, and I'm only wearing a bra.

There was total silence between us, but when I just realized the situation, I immediately screamed at the top of my lungs.

"GET OUT!" I screamed in shock, and I immediately covered my boobs.

Not to brag, but I really do have healthy breasts. Well, I got it from my mom.

-

"GET OUT!" Chelsea shouted, and Red immediately closed the door.

He was blushing and still standing behind the door. Red’s heart was still pounding and his ears started to turn red.

"I’m lucky..." Red smiled and whispered to himself.

-

When the two arrived at the hotel, Chelsea immediately got out of the car. Red noticed it and immediately grabbed his wife's hand. He was planning to help her get out, but Chelsea had already done the honor for herself.

"If you don't want to be in the news tomorrow, don't make such an old face." He whispered to Chelsea while entering the venue.

"Well, if you learn to knock on the door before entering, then I won't make you worry," Chelsea answered angrily.

"Don't think so highly of yourself; that kind of body hurts my eyes," Red replied gruffly while simply observing Chelsea. Chelsea rolled her eyes as they continued walking.

CHELSEA

What did he just say?! What a jerk! My most curvaceous body is one of the things that I am proud to have. I inherited it from my mom! How dare he say such a thing?! This man should be thankful that I agreed to this agreement. The great Chelsea Leigh Garcia agreed to be his wife, what a lucky man!

We were already at the venue and were looking for a place to sit when suddenly someone almost bumped into me. The man was still carrying wine, and luckily I was able to avoid it.

"Oops, my bad. I'm sorry. I wasn't careful." he said and looked at me before leaving.

What was that? Weird…

We found a place to sit and there were too many people. I also see more coming. Maybe this event is really such an important event. We are like watching an opera.

"Thank you very much for coming to this charity event. We guarantee that all donations will go to the Association for Disabled Children. Now, the party officially begins."

The event has already started and with the number of things they are bidding on, I am already feeling sleepy. What time does it end? I want to go home and sleep in my bed. I miss my bed.

I covered my mouth and stifled a yawn. How much longer do I have to wait for this to end?

"1 million, any other bidders?" the MC shouted at the front.

What?! Are they serious? 1 million for a vase? That vase looks like an adult's chamber pot. The rich are really bad at having so much money that they just waste it on useless things even though they won't use it. But the money they raise will go to the disabled children, not bad, at least they helped.

"Congratulations to Mr. Lee for taking the Ancient Vase from China followed by...." shouted the mc.

I looked at the source of the voice and narrowed my eyes as I tried to remember him. Ahh wait isn't that the guy who almost ran into me earlier?