The Woman From Hell
Chapter 668

Chapter 668

It was indeed quite awkward for women to encounter this kind of situation.

I pushed open the door and walked out, handing the sanitary pad in my hand to the woman who was waiting outside.

She looked at me in a daze, obviously not expecting to see me here.

I did not say anything and left the washroom quickly after washing my hands.

Honestly, I was not angry because I was used to gossip by now. Besides, there was no way I could control what a person said. Even if I chided them, they would still say what they wanted to say next time, so why should I waste my effort?

I went downstairs to the front desk to check the customers who had made a booking for this afternoon. As I was looking through, I tried to find a chance to bring up the subject of my resignation to Fred.

"Um..." The somewhat awkward voice of a woman rang out beside my ear. "Thanks for that!"

After that, a glass of milk was placed beside my hand.

I looked up at her. I knew without thinking that this

was the woman who got her period in the washroom just now.

"You don’t need to thank me." I had a cold personality, so I said that almost subconsciously.

However, after thinking about how unfriendly I sounded, I quickly added, "It's no big deal. We're colleagues and should be helping each other out."

She lowered her head and bit her lips while saying," I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

She seemed to have a hard time finishing her sentence and looked somewhat awkward.

I figured she was trying to say that she should not be talking behind my back.

I stopped what I was doing and looked at her with a mild gaze. "You don't have to apologize. I didn't take it to heart."

I indeed did not take those words to heart, because if I did, I would have been hopping mad a long time ago.

"We were speaking the truth, Phyllis. Why are you apologizing?" the cashier said unkindly.

I looked at the name tag of the woman who apologized to me. It turned out that her name was Phyllis Stanley.

My time in the restaurant was too short. I did not remember many people's names. Sometimes, I would have to look at their name tags to know who was who.

Phyllis looked at the cashier and said awkwardly,"

Stop it."

She looked at me after that, obviously very embarrassed by it. "I'm sorry."

She went back to work after apologizing.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were no customers left. Phyllis walked over and said, "Miss Lane, let’s sit down and have a chat. I'll buy you a cup o f coffee."

I was stunned and was about to refuse when I saw the anticipatory look on her face. Hence, I swallowed the words back in. "I should be buying you a cup of coffee instead."

We were only going to drink a cup of coffee, so drinking it in our own restaurant would do. Besides, it was still working hours at the moment, so we could not leave our post for too long.

She brought two cups of coffee over and sat from across the table, saying, "Ms. Lane, please don’t take the words I said this morning in the washroom to heart. I know I was wrong and will never gossip about others again."

After a pause, she continued, "Also, thank you for the..."

She did not say what she was thanking me for but I understood. When I saw the awkward smile on her face, I sighed. "It’s normal for women to gossip. I won't take it to heart."

She looked somewhat embarrassed, probably

ashamed of herself. "Why don't you explain yourself?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Explain what?”

"About the father of your son and your relationship with Fred," she said, a worried look on her face.