housekeeper slave

It's been a year since I started working as a housekeeper. My husband passed away three years ago. The small amount of life insurance my husband left me didn't last forever, so I started this job to make ends meet. Of course I was confused. It was difficult for me, a woman, to live and work in a single-parent household with an adolescent boy about to take entrance exams and a father who frequently travels overseas. However, as I grew up in an institution with no siblings, I yearned for a family more than anyone else. I never expected that dream to turn into a nightmare...