his maid || p. sunghoon - discontinued

chapter 9 ✿ ꒱

✿ ⌇his maid

by : injangg

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what are my parents doing here??

oh my gosh... my father cannot see me here, working as a maid.

i grabbed a tray and headed to my mother since she's the only one who knows about this.

"hello, mother. i did not know you would be here with father.", i said to her while covering my face.

"ah, soyeon! i can't do anything. this is an important matter with park sunghoon so i can't make him leave.", my mother made a sad face.

"i'll just try to hide my face then.", i grabbed her wrist gently and directed her to the entrance.

"welcome, mrs. song!", mr. park said to my mother.

"ah, thank you, dear! this is a very beautiful house you have."

"thank you, mrs. song! this is the dining area. i'll call my mother so i can inform her that you are here.", he said.

mr. park left the house and grabbed his phone.

"you should listen to the conversation since you are involved.", my mother said while sipping on a glass of wine.

"what do you mean-", i was interrupted by another voice.

"honey, why did you leave me outside?", a familiar voice said.

"oh, right! sorry about that.", my mother chuckled.

they aren't usually like this. maybe it's because i'm here.

i heard the main door open.

i headed to the entrance and a woman in her mid 40's.

"mother, this is my maid i was talking about.", mr. park said to her.

"ah, i see. where is the dining area?", she asked me.

"it's right here, ma'am.", i pointed to a certain room.

she walked towards the room i pointed at.

"please bring out some cold water with ice.", mr. park instructed me.

"yes, mr. park. i'll do it right away.", i replied.

he left me alone and headed to where all the guests are.

i went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass pitcher and ice.

i placed it on the tray i was holding and placed it on the table.

i stood in the corner because my mother told me to listen.

"so, let's discuss the marriage.", my father said.

"about your daughter, where is she?", mr. park's mother asked.

"she had some summer studies to do. it's too important so she didn't come.", my mother replied.

"ah, well at least she's doing her studies. i must say, your daughter is very pretty."

i smiled at mr. park's mother's compliment.

"are you sure she wants to get married?", his mother asked.

"well, of course. who would not want to marry your son.", my father chuckled.

wait... who's gonna marry mr. park? i'm confused.

"well, then please sign these papers.", his mother handed my parents some papers.

"maid, please hand me a pen.", my mother told me.

"yes, mothe- i mean ma'am.", i took a pen from mr. park's study.

i handed it to her with a smile.

"may i talk to your maid, sunghoon?"

"sure, mother.", mr. park replied.

she started walking to mr. park's bedroom.

i followed her silently.

"so, why are you working here as a maid, miss song soyeon?"

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✿ ⌇his maid

by : injangg