Let's Get Divorced

while catching a tall, sturdy figure scolding him while commis in the hot kitchen which was

he already has a fiancé," whispered her

atting together rather than finishing the dough in front of her eyes.

ared. "In the end, my eyes can't stand it

oppa," said her fr

," asked Wendy, "You put th

Miss W

lecturing the commis boy until his thick eyebrows almost came together to form a sharp angle at both corners. She doesn't know what Bimo was nagging, but the cook m

d too long in the oven so that the dish served becomes burnt. With thick ears and a heart as strong as steel, the boss's scolding made Wendy as soft as jelly.

of working. The curly-haired man in front of Bimo made a big mistake which he considered a waste of valuable time and materials. When cooking meat, they should not ne

m a stroke which caused him to be unable to work properly and he chose to resign. Until now, the hotel, both F&B managers and directors, have not appointed who has the right to occupy the executive chef's chair.

n who looked down in fear

s,

ce accompanying the snapper and gourami like Rio did earlier, the pudding tasting like laundry soap or the rice being undercooked. So this can reduce the quality of five star hotel restaurants. Not to mention that the name of the

lowly but seemed demanding. "Ah,

Wendy confirmed the BEO she had written on the whiteboard as

his voice sounded soft, almost a whisper. The expression on his ambitious

her than work matters. Problems that hit and haven't been removed at the end of the door can make the fo

bout Risya,"

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el. She enjoyed the waves crashing against the shore along with the twilight sky as well as the birds flying above to pluck fish. Trace orthe sky is getting darker while the goddess of the nig

o accept boring advice about marriage. She wanted to reject the call but Suwarni had been calling her since noon and sent several text messages which Wendy deliberately didn't reply to. Inevitably, the shoulder-length

her because she hears the same words over and over again. Doesn

The person who lives life is Wendy, not you, Mom. If they talk about Wendy because she's not marrie

with her job, no need to work too hard, Dear, these are all men's jobs. Wh

women have to marry, Mom," said W

en have to give birth while nature is starting to get tired, where the space to live on is getting narrower, diseases are getting weirder,

ally rude, you think you'r

g every time what she said was

don't need to sell too much; you're too desperate to make money, Wen. Don't take

weren't taken to death eit

annoying!" exclaim

hat she was right. Moreover, nothing in this world can be t

year at most!" Suwarni said, then hung up the ph

he house so she doesn't have to sit in silence and pay attention to what her parents say, which is always instigated by neighbors and extended family. A

emed that Suwarni's advice was more physically tiring than D'amore's pastry kitchen activities. Her mother's words were hotter than the brea

ad been drained after swallowing so many lectures. It seems like watching Korean dramas with a b

, saying she was in a bad mood, and it seemed she had to ask the man to postp

my promise. There's someth

n not to be feeling we

ell soon, I

r head in astonishment. "He who make