My Beloved Pregnant Maid

Ohio, United States of America. 08.15 p.m.

Phoebe Rae, that woman recently married a businessman who was a bit much older than her. Her husband named John Ricardo is 29 years old while she is 23 years old. The woman decided to marry young with her lover because of the urgency of the economic situation and also based on love.

Inside her husband's house, she also lives with her 17-year-old brother Matheo Rae. Her brother lives with her because they have no family members anymore, because both their parents died a few years ago in a plane crash while on a flight to Canada.

Tonight, Phoebe is sitting at the dining table chair, waiting for John who hasn't come home from work. The woman who was wearing a maroon dress and letting her brown hair fall like that was staring at the various food menus that she had made special for dinner with her husband.

Drett... Drett...

Her phone which was on the table rang. Phoebe immediately grabbed the light green flat-shaped sophisticated object then saw an incoming call from her husband, and immediately answered it.

"Hello, honey. Why aren't you home yet? Didn't you promise not to work overtime?" Phoebe immediately wondered.

"Sorry, Baby ...I can't keep my promise. I'm working late tonight, and I'll probably be home around 11," John answered over the phone.

Phoebe sighed and paused for a moment because she felt disappointed looking at the dish in front of her that her husband would not eat because her husband would not eat cold food. She was also disappointed that she had waited so long.

"Okay, if that is the case ..."

"Then I continue to work now. If you are sleepy you better sleep. You don't have to wait for me, I love you," said John sounding so sweet.

"I love you too," said Phoebe very uninspired.

The phone connection was cut off, making Phoebe immediately put her phone on the table and stared lazily at the food in front of her.

'The last few days he has always been suddenly over time even though he had promised to come home early. I don't know anything about the corporate world, but is it possible for someone to suddenly work overtime? but could it be that he was lying?' Phoebe was lost in thought, thinking about John's slightly different attitude lately.

"Sis," someone called.

Phoebe looked back and saw a teenage boy coming toward her. Of course, the teenager is Matheo who is her younger brother, who looks handsome with his beardless face, and brownish black hair, and is about 180 cm tall.

"Matheo... you just got home?"

"I was with my friends doing a very difficult task. It's very tiring, we didn't even have time to just hang out," Matheo said languidly then put his black backpack on the chair. He immediately sat down, opposite Phoebe. "You cooked a lot tonight. But why hasn't John come yet? Didn't you tell him you've prepared dinner for him?"

"He's suddenly overworked," said Phoebe unenthusiastically.

"Is that true?"

"Yes ... .but it doesn't matter because I understand he is a CEO, and he has a big responsibility. So, it's better if we eat now before this food gets cold and doesn't taste good," said Phoebe with a warm smile then took one serving of grilled chicken for Matheo. he also provides a pot roast and fruit salad as a dessert menu and drinks in the form of orange juice.

Matheo sighed, looking pitifully at Phoebe who was now taking food for herself.

"I've decided to live independently soon after I turned 18 after I got my id card," said Matheo as he cut the roasted chicken with a small knife. "I'm going to use my savings to rent an apartment with my friend...After that, I'll be looking for a part-time job so I can stay in college."

"Why do you suddenly think that?" Phoebe asked, furrowing her brows.

"Honestly, I feel that what happened between you and your husband is because of me being here, Sis..maybe he feels uncomfortable to do anything with you because of me ... I don't want your marriage to be not okay because of me," Matheo said seriously, then devoured the grilled chicken.

"Matheo, you don't think so..he doesn't mind your presence in this house at all," said Phoebe with a frown.

"But even so I also have to start living independently from now on," said Matheo while shrugging his shoulders. "There's no way I can continue to hitchhike here..it's easy here, but I realize I'm a man, I have to learn to be independent because one day I will be the head of the family. Please don't doubt my thoughts, Sis...I want to be independent, that's all."

"Matheo... Only you I have besides John...I'm responsible for taking care of you because you're my sister, how can I let you fight alone when I'm living comfortably here?" Phoebe asked so seriously that she ignored the food in front of her.

"But I have to be independent, Sis...I can't continue to depend on you and your husband," Matheo insisted.

"No, you shouldn't start living alone before you turn 20!" Phoebe said firmly, then stood up. She left the dining room feeling irritated, fed up with tonight's situation. Her husband hasn't come home yet, and her brother suddenly wanted to leave the house. 'There's no way I'd let him stay free out there because I have to take care of him….I have to educate him properly because I don't want him to fall into promiscuity,' she thought sadly.

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In a dimly lit cafe, a man is sitting on a chair with a beautiful woman dressed in sexy clothes and pretty flashy make-up.

"John, you ignore your wife just because you want to chat with me ... I feel uncomfortable. You should just go home," the woman exclaimed looking at the man in front of her, it turned out to be John, Phoebe's husband who just admitted he was working overtime.

"Rachel," said John, grabbing the hand of the woman who turned out to be Rachel. "I don't want to waste time while you're in this city...I want us to be together, reminisce ... do sweet things like before again like when we were a couple," he continued with a meaningful look.

Rachel frowned with a smile, looking at John who looked dignified in a black suit. "John, what do you mean?"

"I want us to be like we used to be because I realized that only you can make my heart on fire," said John sadly.

"But you already have a wife, and you know I have a boyfriend..."

"But that won't stop us from just venting our longing," said John before Rachel finished her sentence. "I'm sure ... you must still love me, you often come to this city to be closer to me with the excuse of visiting your grandmother," he continued with a probing look.

"Eh..." Rachel looked nervous.

"Is it true what I said? You came here with the main purpose of seeking my attention? got my heart again?"

"John ..," Rachel whispered, bending her face.

"Tell me," John called softly, looking at Rachel lovingly as if he didn't remember Phoebe waiting for him at home...