Oops! I Married My Boss!!

"Serve that guy quickly!" said the sturdy man in all-black attire, pushing Lyyana towards the door marked with the number 107. "What are you waiting for? Your dad has sold you to mom with a substantial amount of money. Now it's time for you to work to replace mom's money," he added, reminding Lyyana of the agreement between her stepfather and mom just a few hours ago. Lyyana tried to assess her surroundings, contemplating how to escape. "Don't do anything foolish. Remember the situation of your younger siblings in the village, or do you want your younger sister to become the fourth wife of that old gangster?" threatened the tattooed man behind Lyyana, aware of Lyyana's plan to escape. Lyyana's slender hands trembled as she hesitated to touch the doorknob in front of her. She closed her eyes, reciting short prayers she could remember. The image of her siblings in the village played like a damaged cassette tape. With hesitation, Lyyana began to turn the doorknob. However, her next mov

"With... with installment payments. Yes! I will pay for the damages in installments," Lyyana said spontaneously. Petra scoffed as he walked towards Garret's room window. "I'm not sure you can afford it. It's more expensive than you can imagine." Petra paused, glancing momentarily at Lyyana's face. "It's 12 billion." Lyyana swallowed hard, her knees suddenly weak, and she almost fell if she hadn't held onto Garret's wardrobe next to her. "Are you sure you want to pay in installments?" Petra continued approaching Lyyana. Lyyana couldn't think clearly; she couldn't imagine how much money Petra mentioned earlier. Let alone own it, Lyyana had never seen such an amount. "So, what now?" Lyyana took a deep breath, regaining her composure. "I apologize, sir. I may not have as much money as you mentioned. But, I will still try to settle it. Even if it takes some time." "How long do you need to replace it?" Petra asked, noticing the confusion and restlessness on Lyyana's face. "Maybe..."

"I said get in, Lyyana!" Petra exclaimed, pulling Lyyana's body while bringing her back to awareness.Lyyana jerked, quickly getting up while carrying the frightened Garret. "Sorry," Lyyana said with a trembling voice.Lyyana hurriedly entered the car, coinciding with the presence of the people who had been chasing her. With a frightened expression, Lyyana tried to calm her heartbeat and normalize her breath. Petra did nothing but observe Lyyana's reaction and the people now standing in front of his car.Petra honked his horn, as if giving a warning to the thugs standing in front of his car. Shortly after, they moved aside, allowing Petra's car to pass and leave the place. Petra tightly gripped the steering wheel, neutralizing the indescribable feeling within him."Is there something to report?" Petra asked Lyyana, who was laying Garret's body on the bed."Sorry, sir, my mistake. I was careless, but..." Lyyana's words stopped for a moment. She didn't dare to tell the reason why she fe

Lyyana continued to stare at the woman in front of her with a questioning look, while the head servant, in contrast to Lyyana, looked at her with confusion. "I apologize, but I can't say much about that because... it's Mr. Petra's private matter." Lyyana smiled, "Sure, that's okay. The most important thing is that I now know that Garret is often like this. Later, I will find a way to solve this issue." "I'm happy for you; you're so patient and gentle with Garret. You're the only one who can tame the little lion." Lyyana smiled upon hearing the head servant's words. "Oh, by the way, we haven't been introduced. My name is Amber, and yours?" "I'm Lyyana, Mrs." "Oh, don't call me Mrs. Just call me Amber like the others, even though I'm half a century old, I still feel young." Lyyana chuckled at Amber's words. "Oh, what are you up to?" Lyyana seemed to ponder for a moment. "May I borrow the kitchen?" Amber frowned upon hearing Lyyana's request. "I want to make a snack for Garret; I n

"Please do your best for Garrett," Petra said, still with his head bowed. Lyyana was taken aback by Petra's words and husky tone. It took her even longer to process what Petra had said. "I'm sorry, sir, but I'm just a babysitter here. I mean... anyway, Garrett will need you in his growing process." Lyyana grimaced, regretting saying that out loud. She was surprised by her own words, which should have remained in her thoughts. Slowly, Petra lifted his head and looked at Lyyana expressionlessly. "I have to work," Petra replied flatly. Lyyana was again taken aback by Petra's response. "All parents are busy with work, sir. But they can still find time." Lyyana's spontaneous response made Petra stare at her sharply and piercingly, causing Lyyana to grimace under that gaze. "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to—" "When is Garrett's therapy schedule?" Petra interr