The King's

Episode 33

Layla is in an increasingly worse state as her employer constantly gives her a token of ownership in her body. The sound of sighs he could not bear every time Mr. Zahid kissed him to the full. Layla could not think properly with the hand trying to hold the man to touch her. Suddenly, the sound of the house bell ringing stopped the man who was bullying him. Those cruel eyes turned like they were shocked by what was going on.

Mr. Zahid finally released the part of Mia's body that he had squeezed since then stood up. Layla who felt helpless could only improve the condition of her clothes that were open here and there. His body trembled holding back the anger and cries that wanted to come out. The ringing of the house bell was heard again and Mr. Zahid began to speak something that further hurt Layla.

"Wake up and remember one thing. I didn't do it because I liked you. I don't like you being a home assistant talking disrespectfully to me. Understand!!" he said he turned around to the front door. Leaving Layla who was crying did not come out.

He got up and went to his room. Wash his face and see the red marks left on his neck. Before long his body fell down and tears came out unstoppable. He never thought, in no way thought that his master was a jerk. Dare to do something like this and say it was Layla's fault. From behind the walls of her room, Layla could hear guests coming to her employer's house. He felt familiar with the voice of the woman who was in the middle room where Mr. Zahid had been oppressing him. That was .. his employer's mother. Lady Hannah Abassy.

"Is your home assistant resigning again?"

"No"

"Then, where is he? Shopping?"

"sickness. I told him to rest. I know I don't like being around sick people"

Layla heard everything her master said and grew increasingly angry. It wasn't the old man that made him like this. You fucking actor.

"really? Too bad, Layla must be exhausted because she has to take care of a house this big by herself. Can't you give him a friend to help?" lady Hannah's words again sounded from Layla's room.

"no need. Not much work was done while I was working. The woman is sick because of her own fault"

Really ... Layla is eager to hit the man who continues to blame her for the incident. Layla would be happy if she could pull the man's hair and make him ugly even if only for a little while. He was very upset but could do nothing. It was impossible for Layla to come out of the room and show this red mark on her neck. That jerk guy.

"After all, I have to see it. Layla must have felt so lonely you let her sleep in the room alone like that"

Hearing her employer's mother's words, Layla was confused. The first thing he did was lie on the bed and cover his entire body from head to toe with a blanket.

"no need. Mom will be sick too"

"Cannot be. Surely Layla is just tired of working because of your many requests"

Layla shut her mouth tightly as the doorknob in her room twisted. Fortunately, he had locked the door. But ... Lady Hannah did not give up because of it.

"Layla, are you sleeping? Layla's"

"Already Mom, just let the woman sleep"

"You just shut up"

Layla hears the mother and daughter debate from the bed and begins to doubt what to do. Does she have to answer her employer's mother's concerns by pretending to be sick? Or just stay in the room pretending to be dead?

Not a good choice, he says. As she was confused to choose, her master's mother again knocked on the door and called out her name.

"Lilary. Are you all right?"

"Mom, that woman must be sleeping"

"Why don't you worry about your sick housekeeper? What if it turns out that Layla's got a really bad pain in there and you don't know?"

Layla surrenders. He couldn't possibly have stayed in the room, pretending to be a dead man. He wore a warm shirt, and a scarf to hide all the red marks his master had left behind and open the door.

"Lilary. What the hell is going on with you? Why are you so pale"

Layla did not know that her face was completely pale, perhaps fearing being forced to lie.

"I'm just exhausted. Mr. Zahid gave me a libu to rest today"

"Omong empty. How can you recover without eating or drinking?" said Lady Hannah who looked into the room. Stupid Layla. He should have put a drink next to the bed before opening the door. But, he did not bring any drinks into the room earlier.

"He's just tired Mom. Resting all day would make it better"

"How can an employer say that to his own home assistant? Layla's the longest home assistant you've ever had. So, he should be treated better"

The longest? Whereas Layla worked at the home of Mr. Zahid only for four months, indeed, a home assistant before he worked for a period of how many months? think Layla.

"Yes, Madam. I just need to sleep. Everything will be fine tomorrow" Layla said not to support her employer. But his way of escaping from a dangerous situation.

"No. I brought a lot of food. Martha also brought something for you. Come here!"

Layla was pulled by her employer's mother into the living room and saw so many food boxes there. There is so much work to be done today.

"Is this all food, ma'am?"

"Yes, Martha also brought you a package"

Layla wonders what her employer's mother friend brought her for her but is shocked by the touch she feels behind her neck. Apparently, Mr. Zahid touched her again. And this time in front of his mother who was busy opening every package of food there.

"Forwardly shifted. I'm just fixing it" whispered the man but didn't take his finger off Layla's skin. Layla's body trembled with each finger moving downward and into her jacket. With one quick move, Layla decided to shift away from the reach of the man who was now standing with a smile on his face. Damn it. The jerk's employer. Layla should have resigned last night and not have to look at that pesky handsome face again.

"Try seeing this!" mistress Hannah said breaking Layla's mind to her employer.

Layla saw a box of beautiful white women's shoes.

"What is Madam?"

"Shoes" replied Lady Hannah and then there was the sound of laughter from her son, the jerk.

"I mean. Shoes for me?"

"Yes, he said, his daughter met you twice but never greeted you properly. It's his apology"

Lady Martha's daughter? Meet twice? It was like Layla had never met Madam Martha's daughter. After thinking for a long time, he remembered a woman his master had met twice. And then Layla was there. It turns out .. the woman was Lady Martha's daughter.

"Try it!"

Although timid, Layla tried white shoes with a high enough right. It fits perfectly and makes Layla grow tall in just one second.

"Sarah's wrong. The shoes were not suitable for her. Where there are home assistants who wear such shoes" Zahid said and left Layla and her mother. What happened to that man? Bizarrely. Layla looked at Lady Hannah and found that she had a face that was difficult to explain.