My Sexy Little Wife's
CHAPTER 33: HE DESERVES IT!

“Huufftt!” 

It felt good after the car left the gate of the big house. Naomi looked back and saw her mother standing in front of the main door with a waistline. 

Of course Naomi's disrespectful actions just made the woman growled. But stupid, Naomi doesn't want to bother. His life was ruined by Adrian. He didn't want anyone else to treat him like a slave. 

“I can imagine Miss Erica's face now,” she said inwardly while giggling. 

Bruno who was focusing on driving then looked at Naomi from the mirror reflection. “Nona, what exactly happened? Why does the madam look so angry?” 

Suddenly the smile on Naomi's face dimmed, changing into a very moody and sad look. “Bruno, it looks like I made a big mistake.” 

“What mistake, Miss?” ask Bruno. The man could not guess what great mistake Naomi had made until the madam became very angry. 

“It looks like I mistakenly put pepper powder in Miss Erica's juice. Master will definitely punish me.” 

“What?” So surprised, Bruno stepped on the brake pedal suddenly that made Naomi's body almost toppled. Luckily, he still wears a seat belt. 

“You put pepper powder into Miss Erica juice?” repeat Bruno with bulging eyes. 

Naomi nodded as if full of regret. “Are you going to complain to Mr Adrian?” 

Bruno's lips were tightly clenched and could not say a word. One thing is certain, Ms. Iriana will definitely report Naomi's actions to Adrian. 

“Ti-no, Miss! Of course I wouldn't dare,” he said quickly. “But the mistress will definitely complain you on mr.” 

“Alright, it's okay. I will receive any punishment,” Naomi said resignedly. 

“And I will repeat it when I have another chance, hehe ...” in Naomi's inner self.

“Oh yes, Miss where to go now?” 

Naomi immediately remembered her goal of leaving the house that day. He opened the bag and pulled out a piece of newspaper. Earlier this morning, he had read a job advertisement and was interested in some jobs that did not require a diploma. 

“First I will go The Keong Kembar Cafe, there is a job vacancy.” 

“Cafe? You will work as what?” 

“Servant!” Naomi's easygoing answer made Bruno's eyes buy. 

Working as a waiter? What would anyone say if they knew Mr. Adrian Marx's wife worked as a servant? 

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The job really caught Adrian's attention so he did not have time to think about anything else. Even phones that have been ringing a few times are ignored.

Adrian breathed a long sigh as the flat object rang. He forced it out of the drawer. Seeing the name on the screen, he immediately shifted the green symbol.

“Iya, Mom ..” Adrian said shortly after the call connected.

“Adrian, you must give punishment to your brash wife,” urges mother.

A thin wrinkle etched into Adrian's forehead heard an annoyed tone at the end of the phone. He was guessing what his wife had done to make his mother so angry. 

“She's really an immoral woman. Did you know, he added pepper powder into Erica.” tomato juice 

Although surprised, but Adrian did not swallow the report of the mother. “Powder pepper? I'm sure Naomi did it?” 

"He made that juice. Of course he added pepper powder into it. Since childhood Erica has lived with us and so far no servant has dared to do something like this.” 

Adrian silent. His brain was trying to unravel a conclusion from the explosive mother's anger.

“Wait! Mom said Naomi made juice? Did Erica tell Naomi to make juice?” adrian asked to be sure.

Mom was silent for a moment. “Emh, yes. Mother asked her to help make juice.” 

“What does Naomi add pepper powder into Mother's juice too?” 

“No, he just did it on Erica.” juice 

Adrian exhaled a rough breath. “Erica must have done something to make Naomi angry. So next time don't do it again.” 

“What? I don't believe this, you defend that woman?” 

“Mother, I brought my wife home not for you to be servants. If you feel like the waitress at home is lacking, tell me let me add!” 

“What does this mean that you will just shut up and not give Naomi a penalty?”

“I will not punish Naomi. Erica deserves it.” 

“A-Adrian you—” 

"That's it, ma'am," cut Adrian quick. "I'm doing a lot of work. We'll talk about it at home."

Without waiting for a reply from the mother, Adrian closes the call and puts the phone in the desk drawer. Leaning back in the chair while thinking about Naomi. 

Haha, do they think they can bully that little crab? I'm being scolded, especially just you guys. 

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Naomi felt weakness in her joints as she came out of a cafe. The newspaper sheet in his hand was already tangled because he was squeezed. I don't know if there are several places that have been visited to apply for work. However, they all rejected it for various reasons. 

Naomi doesn't know what else to do. Even The Twin Conch Cafe, who thought it would accept him also refused. 

Bruno who saw his master's wife walking lethargic published a smile. “How, Miss? Are you accepted to work?” 

Naomi shook her head weakly. “They refused. Said this job didn't suit me.” 

He leaned back and hugged the crumpled newspaper in his chest.

“I have to go where now? Why did everyone reject me?” 

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