Minji was not able to sleep. She just lay sideways on the bed inside the maid's quarters and massage her lower back. She plastered some Salonpas on her scapula already but it has liitle effect. "A massage would sure feels nice." she thought to herself.

She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. One day in this house and she already looked horrible. A small pimple popped under her chin, but that doesn't bother her. Her dark circles are visible. She touched her face and her skin is already dry and flaky. She just sighed remembering that this is going to last for a longer time.

Her tiny hands reached for the doorknob but stopped when she remembered that Jung Kook might be in the kitchen. She looked at the wall clock and see that it's just 30 minutes past 7. According to Atty. Choi's file about Jung Kook, he works as a manager for a lifestyle magazine and would usually leave the house at around 8 AM.

Minji decided to wait until 9 AM so She sat behind the door, her back against it while her legs are crossed. Her stomach began to grumble remembering that her last meal was yesterday but she doesn't have the courage to step outside. To pass the time, she grabbed her phone and played games. She then received a text notification from Atty. Choi.

"Hello. Good morning. I was already asleep when you called last night. Everything okay?"

You were typing a long reply to Atty. Choi about what Jung Kook did last night but decided to erase because she knows for sure that Atty. Choi would be having a conversation with Jung Kook and he will hate you more.

"Everything was ok. Sorry I bothered you last night. Just wanted to know where things are kept. I kinda got lost inside Uncle Jung's house. 😅"  she replied instead.

"It's your house now. Yours and Jung Kook. I hope he didn't do anything childish last night."

"The house was quiet when I came in. He did left a note for me about his rule of not wanting to see me 😂"

"I'm sorry about that. I hope you understand. This is also all new to him. Considering everything."  Atty. Choi responded.

"Nah, that's alright Sir. Maybe I would be acting the same had I been in his situation."

"Call me Cris. I would want you to be comfortable Minji."

"I am comfortable being called Athena." She thought to herself. Minji, her new name is still new to her. She knows she was given that name to protect her and to give her a new life. But just like her name, her new life is fake.

"Uncle Cris, my back hurts like crazy because I fell down. The floor didn' t do justice to my old slippers. Is it safe to visit a hospital?". She texted this instead.

"I'll have one of my men accompany you. I'll text you once I have an appointment. Take care."

"Uncle Cris, can I go alone instead? I'm just new here and I'm thinking of going around for a bit as well. I also need to look for a job."

"Why would you look for a job? It's still not safe. I can transfer some of the money if you need to buy anything."

"See...Uncle Cris, I have a degree. In real life and in my fake documents. I would like to use them...might come in handy when the time comes." She was referring to her divorce with Jung Kook. "Besides, I don't want to be using Uncle Jung's money. I am not his daughter."

"Minji, not at this point okay. Jung's death is just few months old. Let's avoid the spotlight."

Minji lay on her bed and took a deep breath. Her new life is boring. Another text notification popped from Uncle Cris.

"Be ready around 10. George will pick you up."

She decided not to reply anymore and called her Tia Isabelle instead. She asked her about her first night but before she can say anything Tia Isabelle was already giving her sexual advices.

"Hija, when you suck him, round your mouth like an "O", and make sure that your teeth will not touch his manhood. That drives them crazy."

Minji's cheeks blushed. "Tia--he didn't...we didn't do anything." she confessed.

"Ay punyeta." Tia Isabelle cursed. "I am already raising two daughters when I was your age. My ex-husband slammed his cock into me whenever he feels like it."

She laughed out loud. "Tia...thank you I don't think he wants to slam me with his cock."

"Ayyy child. You have fine piece of ass and your boobs are round and perky. You walk around the house with the lingerie I bought you and see if he can keep his hands to himself."

Minji suddenly thought of the lingerie that Tia Isabelle bought for her. She couldn't find it anywhere. "I must've thrown it out together with some of the stuff that Jung Kook broke." She thought to herself.

They talked for a few more minutes before she said her goodbye. It's now past 9 AM. Jung Kook, for sure must've left already. She slowly went outside to have a look and was satisfied when she saw no one. She went to the kitchen to make herself some eggs and bacon. When she opened the fridge, she noticed that the lunch which he made for him was no longer there. She smiled a bit.

Minji turned on the stove and heat the pan. When the pan is already hot, she carefully drizzled a bit of olive oil in it and waited for a few minutes. She then cracked the eggs on the pan. The sweet sizzling of the oil cooking the eggs was music to her ears. While the eggs are being fried, she picked up the eggshells and put it on her left palm to be thrown.

When she pulled out the garbage can beside the stove, her heart crumpled when she saw that Jung Kook had thrown away the lunch which she made for him. She took it out and threw in the eggshells instead. She just wants to do something nice and this is how she is getting treated by him. She spent at least an hour last night preparing food for him. Atty. Choi told him that he is very concious about his food intake so he made him a Cesar salad and a clubhouse sandwich with a bit of potato crisps on the side.

"If mom sees him wasting food. She will definitely beat Jung Kook." she muttered when she remembered her Mom and the time they shared an apple for dinner. Her mom didn't receive her salary from the bar because a jealous wife made a scene and smashed the insides of the bar. All of the broken items cost her her month's wage.

She opened the lunchbox and smelled it. It still smells fresh. She decided to eat it anyway. For her mom.