Three Years as Her Nanny My Husband's Mistress Was My Boss

To help make ends meet, my husband found me a job as a nanny.

The woman I worked for had a terrible temper. She ordered me around like a servant, and sometimes she outright insulted me.

But the pay was good, so I swallowed it all.

Every month, I handed my entire paycheck over to my husband to support his startup.

His business was just getting off the ground. We had nothing. But he was gentle with me, and even though life was hard and money was tight, I felt happy.

Until one day, my employer's son said to me：“Why do you have a picture of my dad on your phone? Are you a homewrecker?”