Dean was very smart. He knew how to make me suffer.
"She's the nanny at home. Leave all the dirty work to her."
She pouted and held my hand. I shivered subconsciously.
"I like her as soon as I see her. Can I ask her to take care of me in the future?" She said to Dean coquettishly.
Dean narrowed his eyes and reached out to pinch her cheek affectionately.
"I'll listen to you. Lina, let her help you tidy up your room."
My hand suddenly tightened.
Lina was my nickname.
It was how Edward called me!
I nodded numbly and went into the master bedroom to clean up.
She followed me in, showed who she was and wiped her hand with a wet tissue in disgust.
"What bad luck. How can trash like you work as a nanny in such a place?"
She had a condescending look on her face.
The smell of cigarettes that should have lingered in her memory had been covered by the inferior perfume.
But her familiar face and familiar movements still made me tremble unconsciously.
She was my nightmare!
Back then, I could barely make a living by picking up garbage.