Love of a Man with a Wife

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Sheril's eyes began to fog, but she quickly wiped them away, after hearing footsteps approaching her.

"Clean this up, this too! This is you wash clean. After you're done, you'll wipe the table all of it."

Sheril was silent for a moment.

She rules like she's the boss here. Because Sheril felt she was new to work here, she just relented, rather than getting into trouble and she was fired, Sheril then nodded heavily.

Why did this woman give him so much work? Sheril has not been involved since. While the woman just sat down while playing her phone. Sheril glanced at him at a glance, then continued her work.

He breathed his tired breath. Tired? Of course Sheril is tired, from the morning he has not been restless. When this work is completed, the dirty dishes are still piled up, while the woman has given other work.

Deftly, Sheril sped up the dishwashing. When he finished, he washed a sizable frying pan, he had trouble lifting it. Damn it, the woman intentionally bullied him. Sheril sat for a while, only to relieve her sore legs from standing up. After a few minutes of sitting down, the woman shouted at him.

"Hey stupid woman, it's so good that you sit down and relax! When is your job done like this!"

The woman's face looked cold.

What was? Why does he seem to hate Sheril so much? Sheril never bothered him?

Sheril who did not want to argue, immediately stood up and started again rubbing the cauldron with a special wire brush, to clean the pot.

Sometimes Sheril wipes the sweat that comes out of her skin pores.

Patiently Sheril completed her task.

then start wiping the table according to the orders of the woman.

From the morning Sheril started work, only after the hour showed at half-time. Her stomach from earlier asked to be filled, the baby inside must have been hungry too.

"Prophey baby, soon Mama will eat," Sheril stroked her stomach.

He immediately took out a plate and scooped up the rice.

They can eat the food that is in the restaurant. Sheril took a piece of chicken, she chose a small piece of meat and put it on top of the rice, as well as a few shoots of yam and also a mashed cucumber to accompany her to eat.

Suddenly the woman who was his age came and approached him.

He took the plate Sheril was holding, took a quick glance at it, then took the piece of meat and put it in its original place. The woman took one chicken claw, and placed it on Sheril's plate.he looked at her expressionlessly.

"It! Nothing more than a chicken claw, you're just eating this patas!" The woman thrust the plate towards him, Sheril immediately received it with a chested airy. Whereas Sheril saw, he took a fish that was quite large, also chicken meat.

What's different about him? He is also an employee here.

Sheril sighed, then brought her food plate back.

He eats with gourmand. He did not argue against being treated like that, the most important thing is that he ate and was able to work.

How shiny!

Why am I like this? Why do people hate him? What was my mistake?

Sheril tried hard, though her heart was fragile.

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Sheril Soon after the restaurant closes, the other employees are also the same as Sheril.

They went home on a motorcycle, some were picked up. Sheril is just walking towards her contract not far from where she works. I am tired of walking in such circumstances.

Without Sheril noticing, a black car follows her from behind. Sheril was not suspicious at all. He walked down the sidewalk.

Home at night, walking on your own in this situation?

Get here first ya gaes.

if there are no obstacles, hopefully the author updates again after this

Curious?

come on dong?

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