Chapter 19

Anna

I stared at Mr Connor, a disbelieving look on my face.

Why is he hell bent on making my life miserable?

This was really not what I needed now.

This pregnancy has increased my appetite by two, so how am I going to survive on twenty dollars everyday after doing all that work.

"But Mr Connor, don't you think that that's too much. Nothing in the restaurant was really destroyed, so why cut such a huge amount from my wage?" I asked confused.

"That's the restaurant's policy. You break something or cause a ruckus, you have to pay for damages from your wage." He said still looking down at the papers in front of him.

"But this is too much!" I said, the pitch of my voice getting higher.

"If you have a problem with it, see the manager…" He then raised his head up and placed his fingers under his chin. "....oh wait, I'm the manager." He said and laughed maniacally.

The hatred I felt in my heart for Mr Connor knew no bounds. Every single thing about him annoyed me. From his bald head to his s