Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 27

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!”

around on purpose. Huffing in frustration, I opened the door and

the sight of me before turning sideways to squeeze his way through the doorframe, keeping

to

Hartnell, I’ve brought the things

to her. Or else she’s going

I glanced at the bag in Calvin’s hand, and he quickly handed it over to me. I opened the bag to look and found a

mean Dominic had called his assistant early

curled into a smile. At

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

I ran to the room on

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

did I realize that there wasn’t a single soul nearby. Besides the mansions and the luxury cars speeding along

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

when they go out, so why would they think that it wasn’t convenient? Only a working-class person like me would walk to the place

suddenly thought of the half-an-hour time limit Dominic gave me, so I started to run. Ten minutes later, I finally saw a grocer. I was so happy that I almost ran up to the shopkeeper to

as though I were a tornado. Earlier, I noticed

twenty-five minutes had passed. There were only five minutes left, and there was no way I could get back in time. I wasn’t afraid of his harsh words but was worried that he would be having his

in hand, I quickly ran back to the house. I was panting by the time I pushed the door open but was immediately met with Dominic wiping his mouth, with

“Are you some kind of refugee? Why do you

panting, I let go of the bags I was holding and rushed toward him, thinking to give him a piece of my mind. Once I reached where he was, I stomped on the

his head unwittingly and stared at me

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

something but was interrupted when I slammed

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