My Blind Wife Wants Divorced

Meanwhile, Adrianna, who had returned to New York City, was driven crazy by Samuel Geraldo’s behavior. Despite being in Beverly Hills, she could relax her anxious mind. Adrianna felt a sense of relief from the demands always present in her job. She intentionally took some time off not only because she missed her best friend but also because she needed a vacation.

And who was to blame for all this?

Who else but her incredibly annoying school principal? If only Adrianna could resign from the school where she worked, she would have done it already. She had to consider the cost of living in New York City, which was costly. Not to mention her closeness with the students Adrianna taught, which made her reluctant to resign. And one other crucial consideration; she had yet to find a new job.

“Do you want to resign?” Samuel asked one day. Adrianna, who had just finished completing the questionnaire for the overall expenses of the gathering event, was taken aback. “Don’t make that innocent and guiltless face before me, Adrianna. Do you want to resign?”

In her heart, Adrianna wondered how Samuel knew she was considering resigning from this school. Although she loved her job and enjoyed the innocent and adorable world of children and their sometimes demanding but truly endearing behavior, she was asked to do this whenever she returned to the teachers’ room and was called into Samuel’s office. That Adrianna would instead offer her head to be chopped off.

Adrianna was tired.

“No,” Adrianna replied curtly. “Besides, where did you hear the gossip that I want to resign?” Adrianna asked fearlessly. In front of her, Samuel just shrugged his shoulders. The man seemed focused on the report Adrianna had just given. “Sounds like gossip from a gossip column,” Adrianna muttered softly.

“I hear what you said, Ly.”

It was better for Adrianna not to pay attention to Samuel’s words this time.

“I have completed all the reports according to your wishes. I have fixed the revisions you asked for earlier. I even used a magnifying glass to check for extra zeros,” Adrianna emphasized her words. “So there is nothing else to correct. But if you have leisure time and much free time to recheck this work, feel free to do so. I want to go home.”

Samuel blinked slowly but quickly stopped Adrianna from sitting in the chair she usually occupied. The girl’s face was extremely unfriendly. Her face turned red as she tried to control her frustration, and her eyes regarded Samuel as a deadly virus, not to mention her antipathetic attitude. Sometimes Sam wanted to ask what was wrong because he felt he hadn’t done anything wrong to Adrianna.

Since their first meeting, and since Sam asked Adrianna to complete various tasks, Sam clicked with how Adrianna finished what he asked for. Although sometimes Sam had to scrutinize further due to Adrianna’s occasional typos in some parts. They were small, but they could have fatal consequences, right? It wasn’t that Samuel didn’t want to ask other staff members for help, but he was often dissatisfied with the results and what he requested.

It deviated too much and only made him more confused. It was different from what Adrianna did.

Sam was a good fit.

But Adrianna could truly make Sam shudder. He feared something might be thrown at his head out of nowhere.

However, Sam was carrying out his mother’s work. Yarsa Amora, the principal, should be doing it. Unfortunately, his mother dealt with much more important matters, leaving Sam with these little devils. To Sam, children were like devils ready to pounce on him with their innocent and gentle facade. They all disguised themselves to bombard and bother him, making Samuel even more reluctant to leave his office.

He didn’t even participate in the gathering event not long ago. What was the point? Being in a group of little children could trigger acute seizures for him.

Unfortunately, he loved his mother too much. He couldn’t refuse his mother’s request to take over the administrative tasks temporarily. And what his mother meant by “temporary”… he had been doing it for a year. Sometimes Samuel wanted to say that his mother trapped him. But the threat of having Samuel Sinaga Yarsa’s name crossed out from the family card, the luxurious facilities his mother provided, and several privileges that Sam enjoyed could be taken away just like that, making him abandon his intention to refuse his mother’s command.

As a result, he had to find someone he could use as a cushion when he was incredibly frustrated dealing with his mother’s behavior.

“Sit down,” Samuel said firmly. “Don’t go home or work overtime. I disapprove.”

“Sir!” Adrianna exclaimed, her eyes bulging with disbelief. “You can’t do that!”

“I can. After all, I’m the school principal.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Adrianna couldn’t believe what she had just heard. Was Samuel threatening her with overtime pay? No way! If it weren’t for the substantial overtime pay at TK Pelita Kasih, she wouldn’t have done all of Samuel’s orders. It’s not that she couldn’t do it, but she couldn’t stand being around Samuel for too long.

His style could have been better. He was excessively nitpicky. He scrutinized things like a miser in financial calculations, able to pinpoint the slightest error or deficiency. Not to mention his arbitrary commands without regard for timing. He was indeed an infuriating boss.

But what puzzled her was that only Adrianna was treated that way. None of her colleagues had complaints about Samuel. They all agreed that Samuel was polite, friendly, firm, and disciplined, even though he was filling in for his mother at the school. Sam could manage the curriculum at the preschool effectively.

Oh my, Lord! Adrianna felt like diving into a swimming pool!

“What else?” Adrianna asked, a little irritated. She couldn’t avoid Samuel’s threat to cut her overtime pay. A hundred thousand rupiahs was a significant amount every day. She had worked overtime for fifteen days. What if Samuel rejected her proposal for reimbursement? Would her one and a half million rupiahs be wasted?

Was there anything worse than that?

“Be patient, Adrianna. I need to check your work first.”