She immediately sat on the bed and covered herself with a quilt, and said in a pleading voice while crying, “President, please don’t fire me, you forced me to sleep with you, I could not deny you, President please, I have my mother dependent on me.”

I don’t remember anything from yesterday, I just shouted at her, “Get lost from my bedroom.”

She picked her clothes and ran out of the room. After she left, I realized that I was in my old bedroom, which I was not using because my Angel doesn’t like this room.

When the thought of my Angel hit my mind, my mind was at loss,...