The Woman From Hell

"Be sincere." Drover's tone was solemn.

Hattie seemed to be under enormous pressure. It was like having a mountain pressing on her back. She had to apologize again due to this pressure. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it." "It's okay." I waved my hand.

After apologizing, Hattie's eyes suddenly became sharp as if she was warning me.

After she left, Drover turned around and continued to look at me. "Are you really okay?"

"I'm fine, really. If it weren't for you, odds are I wouldn't be." The scene from before scared me just thinking about it.

Drover glanced at the tools, then looked at the windows that were left unfinished. "She wants you to clean the windows?"

I shrugged. Sighing, I turned back to wash the dirty rag before putting it back in my hand again. "Yeah, the old chief is injured. Nicky asked her mother to come over to be the acting chief and to make my life difficult. It's just cleaning windows. It's no big deal."

"It's dangerous. You're pregnant." Drover's words were filled with worry.

I signed an 'OK' gesture, indicating that I could do it. "Don't worry. Today was just an accident. She was also frightened just now. She probably won't come to supervise me in the future."

Knowing that he could not convince me, Drover stopped arguing with me and just took the tools from my hands. "I'll wipe the rest for you."

you do

would be ruined. I wanted to take the rag back, but Drover raised his arm to prevent me from

tall body stand in front of the windows as he wiped them up and down. This scene was not something I could even dream of in

he were

curtain of sadness fell

"It's done." Drover pulled

little more tenderness in his eyes. My heart was warm, and I caught a glimpse of the sweat on his

Drover wiped his face and

sweating. I shook my head and took out another tissue with a smile, then I helped him

business dinner after

so just a wipe is enough." Drover looked

have stunned him for a while. Looking into

the atmosphere was

my hand. Taking the rag from his hand and putting it in the bucket, I then picked up the tools. "Go back to your work. I'll be heading back

a little flustered. He hesitated a

up the tools and

to the department. One of the ladies saw