Bullied at the Hotel Pool: I Unleashed the Devil
My father-in-law, Noah Quinlan, and I go on a vacation together. After checking into the hotel, we decide to swim around in the hotel's swimming pool.
But a well-dressed man shows his disdain toward us outright while pinching his nose.
"This is a high-class hotel! Ugh, why are there all sorts of people here? Don't tell me you two secretly snuck in just to use the pool!
"I'm really scared of catching any infectious diseases just by sharing the same pool as you!"
That man's words instantly spoil the mood for Noah and me. I reply coldly, "The hotel's swimming pool is meant for public use. Anyone who stays in the hotel has the right to use it. If you can't accept that fact, you might as well have one built at your home."
The man is so angry that his brows are all scrunched up. He retorts furiously, "How dare you talk to me like that! Don't you know that my wife is the owner of this hotel? The fanciest suite here belongs to me all year round!
"I order you to get lost right now! What if your poorness dirties the pool water? How disgusting!"
Noah and I exchange looks immediately, soon noticing the coldness in each other's eyes.
My wife, Zara Quinlan, is the one owning this hotel. Since when has she become another man's wife?