CHAPTER 50

“You can’t do this anymore. Are you even listening to me?” Henry said.

Chelsea turned to him and instantly broke out crying. “Do you think I’m willing? You think I do this for fun?”

Henry sighed. It wasn’t his intention to offend her.

She stood up. “You’re a rich person. You know nothing about the despair of poor people. Have you ever been in a position where you needed money urgently but couldn’t get it?” she was crying profusely now and Henry was touched.

“If the normal jobs you mentioned paid a good income, did you think I’d still be here doing such a degrading job?” she covered her face and continued crying bitterly.

Chelsea’s heart was bearing a burden that no one knew about. She had to throw away her dignity and become a bar girl so that she could earn money. On the other hand, she was a respected president of the Students Union. The identity conflict always made her feel extremely tormented.

Seeing her break down made Henry feel bad. “I’m sorry.” He said. His tone was apologeti