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!”

ordering me around on purpose. Huffing in frustration, I opened

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

perplexed to see him

brought the things you asked

Or else she’s going

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

mean Dominic had called his assistant early in the morning to prepare

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

from your pay. Also,

and I couldn’t even fight back. Annoyed, I ran to the room on the second floor to

downstairs, Calvin was nowhere to be seen. I wasn’t sure what Dominic was busy with,

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

a high-class area? They were just making

so why would they think that it wasn’t convenient? Only a working-class person like me would

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

though I were a tornado. Earlier, I noticed that

was no way I could get back in time. I wasn’t afraid of his harsh words but was worried

by the time I pushed the door open but was immediately met

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

toward him, thinking to give him a

his head unwittingly and

get gastric pain from not eating that I ran

but was interrupted when I slammed my fist on

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