The Black-haired Noblewoman, Who Disguised Herself, Seems To Have Been Doted On While Serving As The Caretaker For The Duke Who Dislikes Women - Episode 39

That night, I visited my husband’s office with a bit of nervousness.

“Excuse me, sir.”

“Ah”

My husband, who was sitting at his desk, gave a brief reply and glanced at me. Mr. Curtis was holding a large number of books in his left hand and was tidying them up on the bookshelf at the back. I walked through the room and stood in front of my husband.

“So, it was about the future, right?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“If you have a particular wish to do this, why don’t you let me know?”

For some reason, my husband’s voice sounds tense. Is it just my imagination? …Maybe he’s just tired.

To keep it brief, it’s better to convey things concisely, right? Thinking that, I spoke my feelings directly to my husband, who was looking down at the documents in front of him.

“Sir, I have been working in this mansion for about three months now, and I am having very fulfilling days. I find my work rewarding, and everyone in this mansion, including you and Mr. Curtis, are wonderful people. If you would grant me permission… could you please continue to employ me as a maid in the Harrington Duke’s residence? I will do my best, so thank you very much!”

Taking a deep breath, I said that and gazed at my husband. This enthusiasm… I hope it reaches him through my eyes…!

Then, my husband lifted his face as if he had been struck. His beautiful blue eyes widened, and he stared at me in surprise.

Huh, what’s that…?

As I was puzzled by my husband who remained still for a while, he eventually cleared his throat lightly and lowered his gaze again.

“I thought you wanted to leave here and look for a new job or place to live within this territory… but that’s not it, is it?”

“Huh? No, that’s not it! Of course, that was the initial plan, and if you insist on it, I can’t refuse… but…”

“No.”

While I was still conveying my own intentions, my husband’s words overlapped. I instinctively fell silent.

“I, too, am very grateful that you are willing to continue working in this mansion. You are serious about your work, and when you accompany me on inspections, the villagers have a good impression of you. Your meticulous attention to detail is something that the rough Curtis cannot provide.”

Mr. Curtis, who was by the bookshelf, quickly turned to look at us.

“Well then, my lord…”

“Ah. Let’s make it official starting tomorrow. Thank you, Michelle. Please continue to be by my side and help me.”

The smile of my husband, who smiled as if relieved after saying that, was very gentle and calm, and my heart started beating again.

“Thank you very much, sir…! I will work hard!”

“That’s great, Michelle! So, from now on, you’ll be the genuine maid of the Harrington family and Lloyd’s caretaker! Wow, I’m really grateful that we won’t have to reduce our staff. Hahaha!”

Before I knew it, Mr. Curtis had come to my side, said that, and laughed heartily.

The next day, I formally informed my fellow servants that I had been officially hired and greeted them again. Everyone, including Amanda, was very happy, and I was pleased as well.

I worked hard every day from morning till night. In addition to the housekeeping duties as a servant, I also helped with simple tasks in my master’s office and cleaned the office and private rooms that my master didn’t like others to touch. Occasionally, I accompanied him on inspections of the estate, played with the children at the orphanage, and talked with the residents of the nursing home and care facilities, just like before.

Every day was smooth sailing and very fulfilling.

However, after working as a formal maid at the Harrington Duke’s residence for a while, something concerning came up.

That meant that Amanda’s behavior was even stranger than before.