My Cruel Boss Is My Father
Language: en
All because I was trying to be helpful and washed my boss’s coffee mug. His wife threw a cup of scalding hot chai latte right in my face, soaking my clothes. She shoved me against the wall, her face contorted with rage. "Look at yourself! You really think you have what it takes to seduce my husband?" The hot liquid blistered my hands instantly. I tried to shake my head, to wave my hands in desperate denial, but she wouldn’t stop screaming. "No wonder your mother is rotting away in a hospital bed! She’s probably dying of shame from raising a pathetic, fatherless mistake like you. I hope she…