C251 You Wanted to Complain to Wesley?

Wesley was going to come back for lunch, so this crazy woman wouldn't dare to mess with me in front of him. At least, he could let out a sigh of relief.

"Hurry up and wash your clothes. Do you want to complain to Wesley?" Dorothy looked at me, who was sitting on the chair, and shouted.

I looked up at her and sighed. Without saying anything, I stood up and supported the back of the chair