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!”

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

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

to see him

I’ve brought the things

to her. Or else she’s going to

over to me.

had called his assistant early in the morning

and curled into a smile. At least

used to buy the suit will be deducted from your pay. Also, I

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

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

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

living in such a high-class area? They were just making life difficult for themselves since there wasn’t even a place nearby to

I gave it another thought. Normally, people would drive when they go out, so why would they think that

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

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 I

way I could get back in time. I wasn’t afraid of his harsh words but was

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,

disdain. “Are you some kind of refugee? Why do you look like you just

go of the bags I was holding and rushed toward him, thinking to give him a piece of my mind. Once I reached

his head unwittingly and

from not eating that I ran back

say something but was interrupted when

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