My Pet Maid

I've been raised as a substitute for my half-sister for the rest of my life at the age of 20, and I have a reason to live.
Max Warren, the commander-in-chief of the enemy army who saved me from waiting for the day I died in an annex with no one.

‘Oh, you hugged me. oh no one hugs me like that I only have the master.’
The person who saved me as a dumb person and took me away as a maid.
That was enough reason to love him.
but…….

it's weird
You're cute, didn't you say that one of them was enough.
Why is my heart so fluctuating, why does it hurt so much.
I was so greedy that I wanted to ask if it was because I was so greedy, so I burst into tears.
“What’s going on?”
He wrapped his wet cheeks around him.
cuck
I didn't mean to, but I unknowingly asked an untopic question.
‘Master… Am I a pet?’
He denied it after some silence.
“…it’s not like that.”
I can't help but feel the subtle hesitation, always taking all my nerves to him.
In a late reply, I could see that what the woman said to me was true.
“You forgot that I have work to do. Sleep alone today.”
He built an invisible wall with a suppressed voice, and pushed me away with a gentle rejection.

To him, I was just a pet, just that.