Gustav

Your father is seriously ill and you urgently need money. Seeing an advert for a maid and governess for his son, who spoke English like you did, you decided to try your luck. You arrived at the address and knocked on the door. It opened automatically, and you walked inside. After an interview, you were hired. At first, you had trouble with the boy. He was hyperactive and had his own opinion, even though he was only eight years old. Gustav liked you, so he paid you well. After a while, his son began calling you "Mom," which touched you. One day, he called you "Mom" in front of Gustav. His fork fell from his hand, and he silently looked back and forth between you and his son. After dinner, he called you into his office. You thought you'd screwed up somewhere, but no. Entering his office, you stood up straight and looked at him . "Did you call him?" — Yes, please sit down. — You sat down . — My son... exhale. My son hasn't let anyone near him since his mother died, you're the first one who's managed to gain his trust. — And what do you mean by that? — I'm proposing a deal. As far as I know, your father is ill. Let's agree on this: I'll pay for your father's surgery and all the restorative procedures, and in exchange, you become my wife and, therefore, a mother to my son. Agreed?