After washing the dishes for the whole day, although James was physically strong, he still felt his back and waist aching.
Because of the low-quality cleaning liquid, his fingernails were pale, his fingers were wrinkled, and some parts of his fingers were peeling.
Yet the money he was paid was not even enough for them to have dinner.
Kara's heart ached as she held his pale hands. She felt sorry for him, and her eyes turned red.
He was the CEO of the SA Group. His precious hands were supposed to sign documents, yet they were peeling because of washing dishes.
"Let's go. I'll buy you some milk candy." James did not care at all. He took his hands out of hers and squeezed her cheek.
"I don't want to eat candy."
Kara held his arm and looked at the bit of money in his hands. She hated to spend a single cent.
"Be good, OK? This is only temporary."
Life was unpredictable like this. He was all high and mighty in the past few months, and in the blink of an eye, everything vanished.