"I have done nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?"
I say stubbornly.
"Jane, do you want your job or not? You did something wrong because our distinguished guest said so.
If you don't apologize, you can pack your things and leave here."
Lose the job and leave?
No.
I have to stay here to observe Hilda's actions. How can I leave like this?
In order to stay, I bite my lips and whisper to Hilda, "Sorry, I'll ask the chef to make it over."
"What did you say? I didn't hear you. Can you speak louder?" Hilda smiles at me.
She is complacent.
But she is the customer, so she does have the right to be so complacent.
Taking a deep breath, I say loudly, "I'm sorry. I'll have the chef make another steak for you right away."
Hilda smiles with satisfaction and say, "There's no need to redo the steak. Your apology is also
meaningless. I lost the appetite to eat in the restaurant now. Pack up these things and send them to my
house."
She lets me send the food to her house?
I don't want to set foot in that house again.
But before I can say no, the manager says to Hilda respectfully, "Alright. I'll let her deliver the food to
your house right away."
Then Frances and Hilda stand up and walk outside.
I pack up the food and follow them, walking towards the Louis' with a heavy heart.
How long has it been since I left there?
Step by step, Hilda comes between me and Frances. In the end, she takes over my place and steals
my favorite man. She also makes me lose the opportunity to accompany Earl.
Hilda holds Frances' hand and walks in front of me.
Their hands are held together, which makes me feel heartache.
Once upon a time, Frances is holding my hands.
Now that things have changed. He no longer loves me.
But I still can't forget him.
After we arrive at the Louis', Frances opens the door.
I walk in and see Earl and Albie chasing after each other.
Earl.
My Earl.
Mom wants to hug you.
I suppress my tears and put the food on the table. I stare at Earl, feeling sad.
When Earl sees Hilda, he throws himself into Hilda's arms and calls her mommy intimately.
If I stay any longer, I will definitely lose control of my emotions.
"Enjoy your food. I got to go."
After that, I walk out.
Hilda stops me and says coldly, "What's the hurry? Wait until I finish eating. So you can take the plate
away. Or do you want me to personally bring the plate back to the restaurant?"
After touching Earl's head, Hilda asks Frances to sit down and have their meal.
Alright, I will stay.
At least, I get the chance to see Earl.
Frances soon finishes his meal, but Hilda is taking her time.
After eating, Frances walks upstairs.
I resist the urge to look at him and turn my gaze back to Earl.
Earl is playing. All of a sudden, he accidentally smashes the ball onto Hilda's leg.
The ball is very light. And of course, it won't hurt Hilda. However, her expression becomes very cold.
"Earl, come here."
Earl obediently walks over and says sweetly, "What the matter, Mommy?"
Hilda sneers and raises her hand. "Tell me, should Mommy slap you on the left face or right face?"
She wants to slap Earl. How can this happen?
Without a second thought, I walk over and say to Hilda sternly, "You can't slap him!"
As I speak, I put Earl behind me.
Hilda sneers and looks at me, "I can't slap him? Why is that? Should I slap you instead? Do you want
to take this slap for him?"
If she hits me, she will definitely use many strengths.
However, I can't let Earl get slapped.
Helplessly, I can only bite my lips and say, "Yes."
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