The Cruel CEO's Mistress
Her throat burned and felt sore.
With unsteady steps, Nadine walked toward the clothing store where she worked.
“You’re just arriving?” Clara greeted her, staring at Nadine’s pale face.
Nadine nodded weakly.
“Are you sick?” Clara asked, worry in her voice.
“I caught a chill,” Nadine replied faintly.
“A chill this bad?”
“Yes… it happens often. But this time my head hurts so much, and I feel nauseous too. I already drank ginger water earlier,” Nadine said while rubbing her temples again.