Living With My Lady Boss
Johnson raised an eyebrow, skepticism creeping into his voice, “So you’re saying you were forced by Marshall into being with him?”
“Yes,” Maria nodded, her tears streaming down her cheeks, looking pitifully at Johnson.
Seeing her state, Johnson lowered the machine gun in his hand, softening slightly. “It seems I may have wronged you.”
Maria sniffled and continued, “Johnson, you must know, I’ve long been deeply in love with you.”
She glanced back at him and said, “Go on, leave. I’ll hold off this cultivator, Wilbur.”
“Alright, I’m counting on you,” Johnson replied in a tone mixed with relief and determination.
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