I never imagined the day would come when I would get married — especially to a man from the Harrison family. Back then, I was just a simple maid in their mansion. I washed dishes, made beds, and cleaned the floors while they sat in their luxurious chairs. But one unexpected moment changed everything.
Ethan Harrison — the only son of the owners of the Harrison Group of Companies — was someone I often noticed sitting quietly to the side. He was always staring out the window, rarely smiling, and there was often sadness in his eyes. Whenever I brought him coffee or bread, he would simply say, “Thank you, Mia,” with a smile that felt slightly forced.
