Kaira's POV "No, I was…" I started to say, but I was cut off quickly. I wanted to tell her she was hardworking; cooking, washing her clothes, and cleaning all at once, alone in this big house. "I know, and I’m begging you," she said, slowly lifting her head to look at me. "Oh, okay. I wasn’t going to say anything though. I just wanted to tell you that you’re hardworking," I said flatly. She reminded me of myself. I saw myself in her, carrying the whole house on my shoulders like a maid instead of a family. "What do you mean? I thought… your reaction earlier was like someone who would report me right away. My boss doesn’t like it when I’m cooking and not in the kitchen," she said, her face showing a mix of worry, tiredness, and fear. I didn’t even know how to describe that look. "And she likes everything neat, but I look messy now…" she said with a small, awkward smile, glancing down at her clothes. "You shouldn’t do things that will upset her next time," I said gently. She l
Last Updated : 2025-10-10 Read more