All Chapters of The Day He Matured: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Welcome back home.” I smiled like a withered rose and bowed to the most powerful woman in the mansion.“Uh. Is everything okay? Did Brian cause any trouble?”“No.”I shook my head and took the big and small bags from Mrs. Alina.If she knew it was me who did it, my apocalypse would come.I don't know if Brian buttoned his shirt or not.If he kept showing his chest like that, his mother would definitely ask.Thank God, when she entered the kitchen, Brian was back in his very neat appearance, leisurely eating breakfast and reading the newspaper on his phone.His appearance at this time makes me not dare to believe that the person who was rude and joking with me earlier is the one who exudes that noble, calm, and quiet aura.The fact that he constantly teased me happened when Mrs. Alina was not at home or when I went to his room to clean.I cannot tell her.Even if I told her, she wouldn't believe it. Or maybe she would think that I slandered him and fired me.She herself admitted that

Although I hate Brian, I don't want to scratch his skin.Only that night, I don't know who entered me and I scratched his shoulder and back.The traces are still left, though blurred, but at a close distance, I can still see them clearly.I'm sure these scratches are caused by me because this time he still hasn't announced his new girlfriend.I understand Brian well, as soon as he has just started a relationship with a girl, he will immediately post a photo on his personal page. And when he broke up with her, he deleted the photos.At first, the press also published articles, but after a few months, Brian changed his partner, so they stopped writing, and people didn't want to know about his girlfriend anymore.“Scrub hard and fast. I have no pain. What are you doing as if you're brushing off ants?” Brian moved a little and urged me.I frowned and glared at him. I wanted to grab his head and drown it in this herbal-smelling white soapy foam.My hand rapidly increased in speed and frict

As soon as I pushed open the door, I saw Brian sitting neatly on the bed.If I knew he didn't continue to work and went to bed, I wouldn't prepare late-night food for him.“Here, you apply this wine on your wrist and massage it.” I gave him the bottle of medicinal wine and said.“Help me, please. Actually, my left arm hurts, too.”I opened my eyes wide and looked at the man who was flirting with me.I guess when Brian was a kid, he must have been really cute.But now that he's an adult, he makes a puppy face like that just gives me goosebumps and nausea.“Okay.”After sighing, I reluctantly walked over to Brian and sat down.I have to admit that he is very fragrant, and the scent is very pleasant, but his personality really makes others uncomfortable.Brian's hands are very beautiful, soft, and smooth like cloth. His hand is the hand of the rich. If we talk about anthropometry, his life is destined to be buried in velvet.I carefully applied the alcohol and squeezed his wrist.I'm lik

In the afternoon, when the doorbell repairman had just left, I received a phone call from Mrs. Alina; she informed me that she had to go to a partner's party, so she would not eat at home, telling me not to wait.Originally, they sent out the invitations last week, but because she was so busy with work, she forgot about it. Now that her assistant reminded her, she suddenly remembered.Closer to the end of the year, companies often organize parties and invite each other to create opportunities to communicate and strengthen relationships.Hana Group has quite a large influence on the domestic economy, of course, there are many people who want to maintain a relationship with Mrs. Alina because she is the legal representative of Hana Corporation in this country.“I wish Brian would go to the party, too. That way, I don't have to sit and eat with him.”My wish never came true. When the hands of the clock struck six o'clock, the doorbell rang.I opened the gate for him with my fake cheerful

In the days that followed, I had to fight psychologically so that I wouldn't soften my heart because of that sparkling diamond.I would be angry to death if I became the lover, even the wife of Brian, while he still gave his heart to other girls.Love and marriage are sacred to me. I don't want to share my man with anyone.I can ignore his past, but I cannot forgive him if he repeats it in the future.Brian regularly texts me every morning and evening. He only asked questions like: Have you eaten or not? What are you doing? Has my mother come home yet?Such simple sentences make my heart flutter.This afternoon, I felt my stomach was a little uncomfortable, so I cooked minced meat porridge. Every time I eat this dish, it reminds me of my childhood days with my parents.This is the dish that my mother still cooks for me when I'm sick and doesn't want to eat rice.I had just finished half a bowl of porridge when the phone rang.Seeing that the person's name was Brian, I quickly picked u