Bruce had known that this girl did not want to come to the Anderson's.
He also knew why she married him.
However, Bruce was disappointed to hear her say it out.
"The servants aren't allowed to sleep until noon at the Anderson's. They also can't afford a sports car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. What will the other people think if they see you like this?"
Bruce's voice was low, but it was enough to make Hilla stunned for a long time.
She opened her lips, hugged the quilt in her arms tightly, and gritted her teeth. "I agree to be your maid."
"Cook three meals a day for me. As long as I call you every day, you should appear at any time."
"No. I still have classes in the day. How can I rush back when you call me?"
Hilla furrowed her small face. She was not someone who could be easily manipulated, so she refuted.
Bruce retracted his gaze. His deep eyes revealed a trace of coldness as he said in a deep voice, "Horton will be there during the daytime."
