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,

turning sideways to squeeze his way

perplexed to see him do

I’ve brought the things you

Or else she’s going to come up

over to me. I opened the bag

mean Dominic had called his assistant early in the morning to

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

suit will be deducted from your pay. Also, I want

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

was nowhere to be seen. I wasn’t sure what Dominic was busy with, but I couldn’t care less about him. I left

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

such a high-class area? They were just making

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

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

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 I could see

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 gastric pain

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

disdain. “Are you some kind

rushed toward him, thinking to give him a piece of my mind. Once I reached where he was, I stomped on the

unwittingly and stared at me in

from not eating that I ran back here with those bags full of groceries. But look

say something but was interrupted when

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