Chapter 27 Screwed Up

“Hey, there isn’t anything in the fridge, so what am I supposed to do?” I turned towards the living room and yelled.

Without even looking up from the screen, his slender fingers never stopped typing as if they were dancing across the keyboard. However, the words that left his lips the next second were unpleasant.

“Are you the caregiver, or am I the caregiver? All I care about is the food. You should take care of the rest.”

I…

Hearing that, I admitted defeated and decided to leave to get groceries at the supermarket nearby. But I looked down and noticed that I was still wearing the dress from yesterday. I would just be digging my own grave if I went out like this.

“Um… Can we skip breakfast today? I want to go home and change.”

As soon as I said that, he slammed his laptop shut and looked up at me, his eyes full of contempt.

“What? Should I let you go home and put on makeup too? Let me tell you, I have to have breakfast or I’ll be having gastric pain. If that happens, you’ll be having an even harder time returning your debt.”

I ignored his sarcastic words as all I could focus on were the words “gastric pain” he mentioned. Why would he have gastric pain? For all the yearly checkups we had previously, I recalled that he was always healthier than me.

My mind then wandered back to the fridge; there was nothing except bottles of beer in it. Well, how did you not die from gastric pain then?

Right then, a loud knocking came from the door, and I glanced at Dominic in confusion. Who could it be so early in the morning? It… It can’t be Camille, right?

“What are you standing around for? Go open the door!”

that. If it weren’t for his legs, I would have thought that he must be ordering me around

turning sideways to squeeze his way through the doorframe, keeping as much

perplexed to see him do

Hartnell, I’ve brought the things you

else she’s going to

over to me. I opened the bag to look and found a light blue women’s

early in the

lips twitched and curled into a smile. At least he’s

will be deducted from your pay. Also, I want to have my breakfast in half an hour, or you’ll bear

I couldn’t even fight back. Annoyed, I ran to the

I wasn’t sure what Dominic was busy with, but I couldn’t care less about him. I left the house after

Besides the mansions and the luxury cars speeding along the road, I was the only

rich. What was the point of living in such a high-class area? They were just making

would drive when they go out, so why would

later, I finally saw

I immediately rushed into the grocer and swept a bunch of food products into my basket as though I were a tornado. Earlier, I noticed that Dominic’s kitchen was there just as an extra space because

get back in time. I wasn’t afraid of his harsh words

groceries in hand, I quickly ran back to the house. I was panting by the time I pushed the door open but was immediately met

at me and shook his head in disdain. “Are you some kind of refugee? Why do you look like

toward him, thinking to give him a piece of my mind. Once I

head unwittingly and stared at me

So what if you’re crippled? I was so worried that you would get gastric pain from not eating that I ran back here with those bags full of groceries. But look at you. You’re here enjoying your

to say something but was interrupted when I slammed

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