"And then I'm supposed to fight for favor with him? And then some woman—who is the FEMALE LEAD—is going to poison an innocent girl just because she can't control her own husband's wandering eyes? And you're telling me this is supposed to be ROMANTIC?"
She literally grabbed the mop that had been thrown at her and swung it at the System, who disappeared and reappeared on the other side of the room.
Heena looked down at the rough cement floor, and literal tears of frustration welled up in her eyes.
"How the hell am I supposed to wipe a cement floor so clean I can see my face in it?" she muttered. "If this was polished marble, maybe! But this is ROUGH CONCRETE. My hands will literally get shredded if I scrub hard enough!"
Suddenly, from the other room, the old woman's harsh voice rang out: "Are you doing the work or not?!"
Heena hurriedly called back, "Yes! Yes, I'm doing it right now!"
