Chapter 32 He Was a Bit Afraid
Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Eula Lowe packed up, leaving without sweeping or vacuuming.
Judson Nash finished his shower and she was nowhere to be found. When he heard the sound of a car, he walked to the window and watched her car drive slowly out of the yard.
His lips curled up. She was avoiding him, she was afraid.
And he wanted to continue the sensation was different from his own hand, and it was different from the dream girl he had thrown into the deepest part of the closet.
He felt like he was finished, as if he couldn't feel anything other than her.
...
Eula Lowe woke up in a good mood, and When she got out of bed, she heard a knock on the door.
It was an exciting day at work.
Three children looked at her all dressed up and asked Angie.
"Eula, did you start working?"
Dewitt and Rodolfo figured out that mommy had found a new job, and it seemed to pay well, or else she wouldn't have that expression on her face.
Her mouth was almost reaching her neck from smiling.
Eula Lowe raised an eyebrow and responded, "Correct, your dear mother has found a good job. I won't have to do part-time anymore, and I can stay at home with you and rest on weekends."
As expected, the two sons looked at each other, relieved that their mother had found a good job.
Angie giggled and said, "That's great! Now I can go shopping and have fun with Eula."
Eula Lowe gently touched her little face and replied, "That's right. We'll be best friends from now on."
She dropped off the three children at daycare and made her way to work.
It was a distance from here to the south, but it was fine because she didn't start until ten o'clock.
The traffic was congested the whole way, and Eula Lowe reached her destination, "Meng Pet," at ten minutes to nine. Fortunately, she wasn't late. She clocked in and followed her colleagues to change into her uniform.
Wearing a pink nurse uniform, the other inseminator was a middle-aged woman named Tiffany.
Eula Lowe called her "Sister Wang" and whispered to her, "Sister Wang, I haven't studied veterinary medicine and don't know much about this. Can you teach me?"
Having been in this profession for many years, Tiffany knew that it's important to ask when you don't understand.
Tiffany kindly replied, "Miss Lowe, it's simple. Just put them in a cage, play some soft music, and after it's done, feed them. Remember not to mix up the breeds on the list. The ones here for insemination are purebred and of noble bloodlines."
Eula Lowe observed from the side and found it straightforward.
This job wasn't that difficult after all? It just didn't sound pleasant when spoken about, but as long as the salary was good.
Her current life was in need of this type of job.
When Tiffany saw that she had learned enough, she glanced at the time.
"Miss Lowe, I'll leave this side to you. I'm going over to the other insemination room. From now on, we'll each be responsible for one side."
Eula Lowe responded, "Thank you, Sister Wang."
The morning went smoothly with no one coming in. Eula Lowe sat there, reading and studying the materials. She was quick at grasping new knowledge; she would understand it after reading it once.
In the afternoon, someone arrived. Hugo Pitts came in with his Persian cat.
The receptionist informed her, "Eula Lowe, this is Mr. Hugo's Bobo. He wants a litter of kittens."
Eula Lowe took the form and understood that Mr. Hugo had paid a hefty price to breed a purebred Persian cat.
When Hugo Pitts saw that it was her, his eyes widened.
"Eula, you work here?"
He wondered if he shouldn't have come today.
When Eula Lowe saw Hugo Pitts, she sniffed and found that he smelled good, without any smell of feces.
She smiled, "Hugo, what a coincidence! I work here. Your Bobo is beautiful!"
It turned out that even doctors' pets need to go to the pet hospital. She put Bobo in a small cage and then took out a purebred male Persian cat from inside.
"Hugo, take a look. This is a Persian cat with English royal bloodline!"
Hugo Pitts glanced at it and thought the fur color was very pure. He felt it was good.
"Well, finish up! I still need to take it for grooming."
Eula Lowe felt that these wealthy young men, even if they had money, would not think of helping mountainous areas or donating to the poor. Instead, they used all their money to raise cats and dogs.
The more she thought about it, the more unfair the world seemed to her.
The rich get richer, the poor get poorer, for single mothers like her and Darcy Osborne. Simply surviving was difficult.
Eula Lowe placed the male cat in a small and cozy cage full of red temptations, and then sat aside, waiting for them to start.
But the two cats each slept on one side, not even bothering to open their eyes. Could it be that they weren't interested in each other?
She turned her head and glanced at the handsome man sitting on the sofa drinking coffee. He was dressed very casually today, in a set of white sportswear, with a gray down vest added to it.
It seemed that he didn't have to go to the hospital today, but if these two cats kept treating each other with such indifference, that guy might become anxious.
After all, it was her first day at work today, and she couldn't afford to be complained about.
Plus, she had to perform well. The salary was high, so she had to work hard.
She took out her phone and asked May, "May, there are two cats for breeding, but when I put them together, they don't react at all."
She had never raised cats or dogs before, so she didn't understand this aspect, and she had never learned about it.
May replied to her, "There are aphrodisiac potions in the cabinet. Give the male cat a shot, and it will be done."
Eula Lowe frowned. She had to give an injection? She was a little nervous.
May said, "Don't worry, hold the cat and jab it into its body, then push the medicine in."
Eula Lowe looked at the cabinet, which was labeled. She took a new syringe, filled it with the medicine, and then walked to the cozy nest, holding a small plate.
She grabbed the male cat out, and when the male cat opened its eyes and looked at her, it closed its eyes again.
She placed him on the table and gently touched his head.
"Purrr, hold on a little longer! I will inject it very gently."
When he picked up the needle, the cat jumped down from the table and walked towards the door.
Eula Lowe frowned, looking at him lazy but not foolish, knowing
What does she want to do?
So, she put down the syringe and chased after her.
Bending over to lift it up, her series of actions were captured by Hugo Pitts on the side and sent to Judson Nash.
[Judson, look at what your woman is doing? She wants Popo to mate, hahaha...]
Eula Lowe glanced at Hugo Pitts and said, "Hugo, can you help me with something?"
Hugo Pitts had been waiting for a message from Judson Nash, but he didn't reply and felt a little bored.
So lazily getting up, "Sure, I'm good at injections."
Eula Lowe wanted to play with injections, so she didn't want him to take over.
"Hugo, you hold the cat for me, I'll do it myself."
She had to become skilled in the future, so she wanted to give it a try today. If it was difficult, she would go learn.
Hugo Pitts reached out his big hand to hold the purring neck, and Eula Lowe picked up the syringe beside her, then stabbed it into the cat's buttocks.
Eula Lowe thought it was simple before, but now she felt a little scared. She closed her eyes and stabbed it, pushing the plunger.
Hugo Pitts exclaimed, "Um, why did you stab my hand?"
