Chapter 18 Two Faces

　　 　　 　　Michael glanced down at Caroline's head, feeling a wave of helplessness rise within him. 　　 　　Caroline had finally managed to help Michael into the villa. She was exhausted, panting for breath, while Michael lay down on the sofa, his brow slightly furrowed. 　　 　　"Boss," Caroline suddenly asked, "why don't you have a maid here?" 　　 　　Caroline sneered. 　　 　　He had wanted to hire a maid. 　　 　　But after learning about his wife's affair, he dismissed the idea altogether. 　　 　　Anyway, he rarely stayed here. 　　 　　To be precise, this was his and his wife's marital home. 　　 　　Michael suppressed the complex thoughts in his heart and said, "Go on, make me a bowl of hangover soup." 　　 　　Hangover soup again! 　　 　　Caroline's eyes widened slightly. 　　 　　Michael didn't open his eyes, but instead raised his hand to massage his temples lightly, saying, "If you mess up the seasoning again, forget about your bonus this month." 　　 　　"Boss, I'll go right away!" Caroline imm