All Chapters of Hired by my Uncle's Bestfriend: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I saw Olga coming out of the house, carrying the flowers I had intended for my wife. "She wants them thrown away, sir. She says she can buy those herself, as many as she wants," Olga told me. "She said to return them to you." "Not even to place on the altar?" I insisted. "No, she doesn't want that either. She might get mad at me," Olga replied, handing me the flowers. "Excuse me, I have to go to school." She hurried back into the house. I scratched my head. I just realized that winning over Maine is really difficult. I'm used to women accepting me right away when I give them flowers. Now, it seems my good looks aren't enough. I glanced at the vacant lot behind Maine's house and came up with an idea. Why not turn the vacant lot into a garden? Maybe this way, I can capture Maine's attention and heart. I'll make sure the place looks beautiful and inviting so she'll notice my effort. I need to start right away so she can see how much I'm willing to do for her. ********** Wh

"I'm-- I'm a rape victim.." her voice sounds like nothing. "By whom?" I asked her. "I was sold by someone from our town to the pimp at the house... he said I would work in a factory... but it turned out, he sold me to his club.. For a hundred thousand pesos. After my first night there, I escaped. And on the street, I saw sir. He picked me up, and brought me here. I was so scared back then. Until he assured me that nothing bad would happen to me with them." She recounted. "So, the stories you told me before, they weren't true?" I asked. She shook her head before speaking, "because sir said only the two of us would know everything. That's why he told me to tell my companions a different story about where I came from. He said I should file a case, but I didn't want trouble, so I stayed at his house. I worked. He offered to educate me, but I was still afraid, so he didn't force me." "So, you're loyal to him?" I asked Olga. "That was in the past, ma'am. I owe him everything,

"It's true, Senyorita. The woman sir is courting isn't that pretty," Olga reported to me. "She's tall and sexy, but I still think you're more beautiful, Senyorita." "Really, Olga? My husband sure doesn't know how to pick someone better than me. He's really going to pay for this. What is he thinking, moving on while I haven't moved on yet? Does he really want us to separate? He's stopped courting me and doesn't even remember me. It's been a month since he last tried to win me back. He must really have someone else now," I responded. "Yes, Senyorita. Marisa even suggested that we should just pull the woman's hair to make her leave. But she's always following sir around, so we don't have the chance to talk to her. We wanted to tell her that if she wants to be a mistress, it shouldn't be with sir, right?" Olga replied. "Thank you, Olga. I can always count on you and Marisa. It's just so annoying to think about it. My husband is the first to find someone else, while I'm still waiting

"She was really furious?" I asked happily after Olga told me about my wife's reaction. "Yes, sir. She was so angry she wanted to get violent. She even asked Marisa and me to find out when that woman you supposedly have would be coming over," Olga replied, glancing around. "Oh, and what did you tell her?" I asked, rubbing my chin thoughtfully with my thumb and forefinger. "I told Senyorita that I would talk to Marisa to find out the schedule of the woman so we could come over," Olga replied with a smile. We had met in front of her school to talk, knowing my wife never went there. "Is that so? That's great news. You really deserve a bonus for this," I said, smiling at her. "No need for that, sir. I'm doing this to help you because you've helped me a lot," she replied, blushing and smiling with her hands in her pockets. "It's nothing. I know you're a good person and you deserve the reward. Don't worry, Marisa and I will take care of you both. I'll support you all the way," I assur

I laughed when Olga told me and admitted that she really has a crush on Uncle Sandro. She said she only pretends to be angry, but deep inside, she gets thrilled and happy. I just scratched my head at what she said. "What does that girl see in my uncle? He doesn’t have any good qualities aside from being handsome. That's all he can boast about. And yes, he has money, but that's it," I thought, falling into deep contemplation. I was really thinking that perhaps Olga and I were going through similar experiences. I realized that I couldn't quite pinpoint what I liked about my ex-husband Demi either. He wasn’t really kind. He was, at first, but towards the end, he stopped listening, which is why we separated. He and my uncle really have similar personalities. No wonder they get along so well as friends. I decided to step out onto the terrace of my room to get some fresh air. As I looked around, I found joy in watching the trees swaying with the breeze. My eyes wandered to the back of