Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 18

“Sorry for disturbing your sleep.” Sophia bowed down 90 degrees. Her expression was calm.

Tiffany hated the way Sophia carried herself. She was just a murderer, why was she so proud? “What expression was that? Are you aggrieved that you have to apologize to me? Do you believe that you won’t even get the chance to be a janitor if I’m unhappy with you?”

“Tiffany, don’t push it!” Megan yelled.

Tiffany pretended that she did not hear her and continued to stare at Sophia. “I’m talking to you. Answer me.”

“I’m sorry for disturbing your sleep.” Sophia bowed down and her short hair covered the expression in her eyes. However, her voice remained calm.

Tiffany’s tricks were nothing compared to the inmates in prison.

Tiffany wanted to see her angry. When she saw that Sophia was not fighting back at all, she felt like she had just punched cotton.

She glared at Sophia and turned around to continue playing on her phone.

Sophia took her medicine and laid down. Her stomach was in so much pain that she only fell asleep after midnight. When she got up the next day, her face was terrifyingly pale.

Megan said she wanted to take a day off for Sophia but she declined. With Charles’ order, the person in charge would not allow it.

She took her medicine and groggily went to check in with the person in charge.

“You’re one minute late!” The person in charge almost poked her face with his wagging finger. “Do you not want your salary this month?”

“I’m sorry. I’m not feeling well. I won’t do this next time.” Sophia lowered her head and apologized. She looked tiny in her gigantic uniform.

She was 170cm so she was not small at all. However, she was too thin. She was so thin that she looked unhealthy.

A few other janitors came in. They were not surprised when they saw that she was being scolded. They checked in cheerfully.

“Next time? Do you want this to happen again next time?” The person in charge ignored the other late janitors. “I’ve been working here for so many years and I’ve never seen a worker with such bad work ethics!”

Sophia lowered her head. “I’m sorry.”

“Stop saying sorry. If apologies work why do we still need the police?” The person in charge pointed at her. His spit was flying all over the place. “I don’t care who you were. Now that you’re a janitor here, you have to listen to me.”

Sophia wiped away the spit on her face. “Okay.”

“You’re one minute late so you have to clean one extra floor. You’re in charge of the fourth and fifth floor. I’ll check it later,” said the person in charge.