Her husband frowned hearing this, running his hand over his daughter's forehead and then leaning down to kiss her head. He didn't say anything and sighed.
"You look tired," Laure commented, her eyes staring at her so-called husband that she had built a family with. He did look exhausted, bags that had started to form under his eyes like he was stressed about something.
"Work has been tiresome. Let me see if I can ask the owner to raise my pay," hearing this Laure only smiled, internally thinking how one could think of raising a librarian's pay. Nonetheless, she placed a smile on her face to encourage her husband.
When the little girl woke up, the black witch had been put under stress not knowing how effective the spell she had cast on the girl would hold.
