The Runaway Groom

Over the next three days, every housework in the mansion was completed swiftly and properly. Sue was efficient with every task as if she was constantly charged, even occasionally helping Lulu with Star while cooking.

Watching as Sue worked around the living room, Lulu eventually could not resist asking, "Don't you feel tired? You'll wear yourself out if you do this every day, and your family needs you too. You can actually have two days off every week, but with the same pay."

As a fellow woman, she certainly could empathize with Sue.

Aside from her job as a domestic helper, she would always ask for a couple hours' leave every day to care for her husband back home, cooking and preparing everything he would need. She would also be assisting him with personal hygiene, as well as taking him for regular checkups-machine assistance only helped that much.

"Being allowed leave is more than enough. I wouldn't ask for more." "It's alright," Lulu told her. "There's actually nothing important to do and a couple days of break is fine. I can handle

right then. It was the first time someone did not

and as a way to take care of Sue, she was arranged to take

not easy for things to become stable. But while Lulu was convinced things would go on like this, she received a message from Sue

mansion park early in the morning, and various domestic helpers

exception, treading along the wide pedestrian path and taking in the scenic sights. She was unexpectedly calm since she was satisfied with how things were, and she was certainly no fishwife who constantly gossiped about

for Lulu today, a shrill voice called out from behind. "Wait up,

red dress and a pair of stilettos, with her face covered in

right then, pausing as she stared