My husband Pinky Boy

SPC. Chapter 20

Rosita kept thinking with Walter's attitude in the room. At first glance the man looked like a normal man. However, in an instant he could turn into a very complicated man. It's hard to understand until Rosita feels uncomfortable around Walter.

"If I resign, would Sir Walter allow it, would you? I have not received a salary but have worked. It seems that if now I resign the party who feels aggrieved is just me. Mr. Walter has nothing to lose because he hasn't spent money to pay for my job. I don't want to keep getting stuck like this. I miss my free life. I could try to apply for a job somewhere else. Yes, although maybe the salary will not be as much here," Rosita murmured inwardly.

He's feeling very hungry. However, his body also felt sticky from sweating. Rosita wants to clean her body first before going to lunch. After eating the woman wants to rest in the room. Hope Walter doesn't call her until tomorrow morning so she can rest in peace.

Just a few meters away walking towards the bathroom suddenly came the sound of knocking on the door. Rosita's face that initially looked radiant now turned sour. He turned his body and looked towards the door.

"Who the hell!" upset ass. The towel that had been coiled on the shoulder he put back. The woman quickly opened the door afraid someone ahead would wait.

After the door was opened, Rosita saw two sturdy bodyguards with sinister faces looking at her with meaningful gazes. They are like angels of life whose appearance is very unexpected. Firearms embedded in the waist make Rosita difficult to swallow her own saliva.

"What else now?" he murmured only boldly in the heart.

"Miss, the boss asked you to meet him in the room" said one of the bodyguards.

Rosita nodded with a forced smile. "Didn't he throw me out? Why are you asking me to come back now? What exactly was he thinking? Is his hobby just making it hard for others? It still hurts like this. What if he's healthy? I guess I should just resign."

"Now, Miss!" ketus one of the other guards when Rosita did not answer.

"Yes, but I want to take a shower first" Sahri Rosita. Still with a smile to be valued as a friendly woman.

"Now! Boss Walter doesn't like waiting!" It seems like the two bodyguards who are now standing in front of Rosita are no longer able to cooperate.

"Why did I suddenly feel bad. Is everything okay?" inner Rosita. They get into the elevator because Rosita's room is downstairs and Walter's room is upstairs. However, one thing that makes Rosita confused. This time he took a different elevator than before. Rosita was worried. When the elevator door opened and showed Walter's room not too far away near the elevator, Rosita again felt relieved.

"It turns out there's another elevator that connects directly to Mr. Walter's room. This mansion is like a mall."

"Please, Miss," said one of the bodyguards to let Rosita in.

"You're not coming in?" rosita asked confusedly.

"Boss Walter doesn't like crowds when he's executing someone, miss," said one of the bodyguards.

"Extecution? What do you mean?" Rosita is getting unsettled. It was just as if he had run away after hearing the man's answer. However, it won't be easy either. Because escaping from the mansion was also not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

"Please, Miss."

The guard opened the door. Rosita could no longer back down. He walked slowly with a doubtful face. Though before he was not like this when he wanted to go inside. But, this second the aura of the room was different.

"Sir, how can I help you?"

Rosita looked at Walter who was sitting in a wheelchair. The man looked at Rosita with a very sharp look. Only then did Rosita step in, suddenly she was presented with a puzzling sight. There's a picture of Alex Moritz on the floor. Surprisingly, near the photo was Rosita's purse and purse.

"Who are you, Rosita? You're the spy Alex Moritz paid? Or are you Alex Moritz's new girlfriend?"