Chapter 13
MHALEE'S POV
I can’t bring myself to look at my boss, yet I’m certain he’s staring at me. I can feel his gaze, and it irritates me. He’s always watching—I don’t understand why. Earlier, he even asked if I had children. What was that about?
“I already gave the money to Mel last night. Did you text her?” my aunt asked.
“Yes, thank you so much, Aunt,” I replied. We were having breakfast before starting the cleaning. I planned to leave my boss’s room for last, waiting for him to go out first.
“It’s a good thing our boss lent you the money. Your mother will be able to take her medicine,” she said quietly, mindful that he was nearby.
“That’s true,” I answered, feeling shy.
“So just do your work well. Sir Matias is kind—he just doesn’t like lazy people,” she added.
I forced a s
