Chapter 12. Ryle

I was stunned when he hit the steering wheel.

Shit! Why is he angry?

“Why didn’t tell me!?”

I don’t know what to answer.

“Because I know you won’t let me. Besides, we need money, Damon! I need money because I’m studying.” I took a deep breath and he kept looking at me.

He turned away, clenching his jaw.

“But I don’t want you to work.”

“Damon, papa doesn’t support us anymore. He has another family. Mama is sick! Do you think I’ll let her work? I need to earn!”

I don’t want to say this but I have no choice.

His jaw tightened.

“How much was your day there? What kind of job?”

“Three hundred. Cashier at the bakery.”

Frustration filled his face.

“You work for me. I’ll give you more money.”

I chuckled mockingly. “What job?”

“Just kiss me all the time.” He smiled mischievously.

I was immediately taken aback. Damon and I even argued about that. But in the end, he didn’t do anything either.

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