How to Fake a Marriage in the Office

Summary

I was eating in the company breakroom.

Suddenly, something slammed against my face.

The herbal remedy I’d just placed in the company fridge this morning was now splattered all over my lunch.

My colleague, Jenna, who was currently breastfeeding, was glaring at me, her face contorted with rage.

"Willa, who told you to put this filthy concoction in the fridge? I told you, the company fridge is only for my son's milk. Nothing else is allowed!"

"Who knows what kind of disgusting disease your trashy medicine is for! If it infects my son, your life wouldn't be enough to pay for it!"