Amnesia Helped Me Dump the Jerk
Language: en
I woke up in the hospital, and a man in a sharp suit was sitting by my bed. I asked politely, "Excuse me, sir, am I here to interview for a nanny position at your home?" His face went pale. "What did you say?" I got a bit nervous. "I'm sorry, I've lost my memory. I only remember that I was supposed to go work as a live-in nanny for a family..." He grabbed my hand, trembling, but I instinctively pulled away. "Sir, please control yourself." After returning to the villa, everyone looked at me strangely. I worked diligently, waking up at five every morning to make breakfast for Mr. Vincent and…