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A maid checked her boss’s jacket before washing it when her fingernails touched a folded piece of paper inside the pocket. What’s this? she wondered while unfolding it, unaware that reading it would force her to quit her job and call the cops.
Marisa started working as a maid when she turned 18. She had worked at three houses before Mary hired her as a full-time housemaid. She offered a salary that Marisa couldn’t turn down―money that would allow the maid to send her daughter to a reputable school.
Although Mary’s luxurious villa was miles away from Marissa’s crumbling one-bedroom house, spending an hour traveling to the other side of the town every morning didn’t seem like a gruesome task to the maid. Thinking about the money she would get at the end of the month motivated her to go the extra mile.
She asked her old mother to take care of her five-year-old daughter while she was at work. Staying away from her little girl for prolonged periods made her sad, but she felt relieved knowing she could finally send her daughter to school.
Sometimes, Marisa’s daughter and mother would come to Mary’s house after the maid took permission from her boss. The little girl and her grandmother would look at the artisanal furniture, shiny crystal chandeliers, and comfortable couches and think that Mary and her husband, Stan, were fortunate to live in such a luxurious villa.
“Why don’t we live in such a big house, mommy?” the little girl would ask Marisa.
“You can live in one if you study hard, honey,” Marisa would tell her.
However, after working at Mary’s house for a few weeks, Marisa learned that money wasn’t enough to solve all problems. Before working at this house, she thought Mary and Stan’s life would be nothing short of a walk in the park, but the reality was otherwise.
One day, Marisa was cleaning the couple’s bathroom when she heard Mary cry in the bedroom.
Since Marisa spent most of her day with the couple, she discovered they had many differences. Most of their friends and family thought they were the perfect couple because they pretended to be happy during parties and yearly gatherings.
Mary was the daughter of a rich businessman who passed away ten years ago. After her father’s sudden death, Mary had no option but to take over her father’s company. She worked day and night to ensure his company made huge profits, but Stan stayed home and didn’t contribute to the finances.
After spending five years with him, Mary thought marrying him was the biggest mistake of her life. Stan worked as a manager at a pharmaceutical company before he met Mary. However, he quit his job after tying the knot because he knew Mary’s parents had left her enough money. He believed he was earning peanuts compared to what his wife had inherited from her parents.
When Mary learned that Stan was not interested in working at his previous company, she asked him to join her late father’s company.
“You can help our company gain profits with your expertise and experience, Stan,” she would tell him. “I think we have a vacancy that perfectly matches your profile!”
“Oh really? I will join your company next month, Mary,” Stan would lie.
Whenever Mary would ask him to join her at work, he would come up with an excuse. She gave up once she realized he wasn’t interested in earning money.
Working at the luxurious villa burst Marisa’s bubble about rich people’s lives. She thought they didn’t have problems like poor people, but seeing Mary and Stan’s deteriorating relationship changed her perspective.
One day, Marisa was cleaning the couple’s bathroom when she heard Mary cry in the bedroom. She immediately rushed outside to ask her boss what had happened.
“What happened? Why are you crying? Is everything okay?” Marisa sat on the floor beside the bed and looked at Mary, who was crying like a baby.
“You can share your worries with me,” Marisa tried to comfort her boss. “I’m sure it’s going to make you feel lighter.”
Mary looked at Marisa and wiped her tears. “I am sick, Marisa. The doctors recently diagnosed me with cancer, and they’re not too hopeful after monitoring my condition,” Mary said between sobs.
“Hey, you will be fine in no time!” The maid held Mary’s arm. “You’re such a strong woman. I am sure you will beat cancer and tell the world about your journey like most survivors do. You are the bravest lady I have ever seen, Mary.”
One day, Marisa was preparing soup for Mary when she heard Stan scream for help from her room.
After reassuring her boss, Marisa returned to the bathroom and closed the door behind her before she silently burst into tears. She covered her mouth with her hand and cried her heart out while thinking about Mary. Please help her, God! Please cure her disease! she prayed in her heart with her eyes closed.
A few weeks later, Mary stopped going to work because the doctors had told her to rest. Multiple machines surrounded her bed while she lay beneath clean, white sheets. Marisa would open the door every morning and watch doctors march towards Mary’s bedroom with bags of medical equipment. She knew her boss’ health condition was deteriorating with each passing day.
Besides cleaning the house, Marisa now had the additional responsibility of caring for Mary. Instead of going home every night, Marisa stayed with Mary at all times and only visited her family on Sundays.
As time passed, Marisa saw Mary become weak. Her once fresh and plumpy skin had become dry, and her cheekbones became too prominent. She couldn’t go to the bathroom without Marisa’s assistance, nor did she have enough energy to hold a glass of water and raise it to her mouth.
While Marisa tried her best to take care of Mary, Stan would visit his wife once a day and stay outdoors with his friends for the rest of the day. He would pretend to worry for his wife whenever they had visitors, but the truth was that he didn’t care about her.
One day, Marisa was preparing soup for Mary when she heard Stan scream for help from her room. “Marisa! Come here! Look what happened to Mary!” he shouted.
Marisa darted for the bedroom and was horrified to see a straight line on the heart monitor beside the bed. “Oh, my God! We need to call the doctor!” she said.
Marisa immediately dialed the doctor’s number and asked him to come quickly. Little did she know that the doctors could do nothing to save Mary. She had already breathed her last.
After the doctors arrived and examined Mary, they concluded that she had died a natural death. Soon, Stan began preparing for the funeral, and Mary was laid to rest later that night.
A few hours later, Marisa returned to the villa with three police officers.
Mary’s death had left all her friends and family members grieving, including Marisa. After working in the villa for months, the maid developed a close bond with Mary. She wished she could do something to bring her boss back.
Weeks after Mary’s death, Marisa was preparing to do the laundry in the villa. She carried the laundry basket to the washing area and checked the pockets of Stan’s clothes like she did every time. When she slid her hand inside the pocket of one of his jackets, she felt her fingernails rub against a folded piece of paper.
What’s this? she wondered while sliding out the paper. Upon opening it, she realized it was Mary’s will. “Why has he kept it in the inner pocket of his jacket?” she said. “Is he hiding something?”
Feeling suspicious, Marisa read the will, and her heart skipped a beat when she realized that Stan had been hiding something huge from the world all this time. How could he? she wondered.
After reading the will, Marisa went to Stan’s room and told him she wanted to quit her job. She thought Stan would ask her why, but he didn’t bother. He cleared her dues and asked her to leave, unaware she had learned about his deepest, darkest secret.
A few hours later, Marisa returned to the villa with three police officers. Stan was shocked when he opened the door and saw his ex-maid standing there. He couldn’t understand why she had called the cops until one of the police officers showed him Mary’s will.
Stan’s face immediately turned pale, and he looked at Marisa angrily. “Why did you do this to me? You will pay for this, you filthy maid!” he grumbled while a police officer went behind him and locked his wrists in a pair of handcuffs.
“You are under arrest for concealing your wife’s will, Mr. Stan,” the police officer said.
A few months ago, Mary had written her will and kept it in her closet. She thought she would finalize it with her lawyer later, but her illness didn’t give her a chance.
In her will, Mary wrote that her property, business, and other assets would be divided between her husband, a few shelters, and her maid, Marisa. She mentioned that the largest share would go to Marisa, while her husband would get only 10% of her wealth.
Before Mary could reply, the heart rate monitor started beeping quickly, and Stan saw his wife’s body shake.
One day, Stan opened her closet to look for the shirt that Mary had borrowed from him. He was checking different drawers when he stumbled upon her will. “What? How is this possible?” he grumbled after reading it. “I won’t let this happen at any cost!”
He stormed towards Mary, who was lying under the sheets while the doctors checked her vitals. Once they left, Stan asked Marisa to prepare food for Mary so that he could get some time alone with his wife.
When no one was in the room, he took out the will from his pocket and argued with his ailing wife. “You thought you could get away with this?” he growled. “Ten percent? Really? That’s all I deserve, huh?”
“Stan…” Mary struggled to speak. “I want you to share my will with my lawyer.”
“You think I’m going to do that?” Stan let out an evil laugh. “I am and will remain the sole inheritor of your property, okay?”
“But, Stan….” Mary whispered.
“I don’t want to hear anything. I’ll get you a new sheet of paper, and I want you to write that I will get all your wealth. You’re not giving anything to those shelters or this annoying maid, alright?”
“I won’t change my will,” Mary shook her head slowly. “I won’t.”
Stan could see the anger in his wife’s eyes. She didn’t want to share her wealth with him because she thought he didn’t deserve it. She believed giving it away to poor people was better than letting her husband inherit it.
“I JUST TOLD YOU TO CHANGE YOUR WILL, MARY!” Stan yelled. “Why do you want to give everything to people you don’t even know?”
Before Mary could reply, the heart rate monitor started beeping quickly, and Stan saw his wife’s body shake. “No! No! No!” he shouted. “You can’t die right now!”
Then, he called Marisa for help and pretended to feel sad. He breathed a sigh of relief when the doctors arrived and concluded that Mary had passed away naturally. Only he knew that Mary had died because he had fought with her.
When the lawyers proved that Stan could save his wife’s life and that he fought with her despite the doctors telling him not to make her feel stressed, the judge announced his decision against Stan. The man was imprisoned, and the authorities distributed his wife’s property as per her will.
After Stan went to jail, Marisa didn’t have to work at the villa anymore. She returned to her daughter and soon received a life-changing sum of money that Mary had left for her.
What can we learn from this story?
- Wealth does not guarantee happiness. Marisa always thought rich people faced no problems in their lives, but her perspective changed when she began working at Mary’s villa and saw the couple fight.
- The truth always comes out. When Mary died, Stan thought he would conceal her will and never let anyone know why she died. Little did he know that he would go behind bars one day.
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