Chapter 111 A Torture

The knocking continued as I scrambled to get out of bed and put on a coat.

The noise grew louder as I got to my living room. I had no choice but to answer the door before the neighbors filed a complaint against me.

I could have sworn I was this close to biting Dominic’s head off when I saw him at my entrance as soon as I opened the door.

“Are you out of your mind? I need my rest even if you don’t. You’re so inconsiderate.”

Standing under the dim light, Dominic did not say a word but merely stared into my eyes.

He actually looks quite scary.

No, I shouldn’t cave. I need to look imposing since I’ve started a fight with him.

Straightening my back, I continued scolding him, “What are you looking at? Your actions have successfully unleashed my wrath. If you’re thinking of finding faults with me in the wee hours, please do so in the morning. Bye!”

As I was about to shut the door, he slammed his fist on it.

“Hey… What are you trying to do? What’s this all about? Hey, Dominic, don’t pretend!”

I thought he wanted to throw a punch at me, but he just fell on me unexpectedly.

Panic-stricken, I hugged him and realized that he reeked of alcohol.

Did he hit the bar again? What’s up with him? Is he drunk again?

For a while, I shook him, patted him, and yelled his name, but he did not move a muscle nor give me any response.

Subsequently, I painstakingly pushed him toward the wall so I could see him face to face. Darn it, he has dozed off!

This is ridiculous! What am I supposed to do now with a drunkard?

all my might,

heavy. Oh my

breather, I kicked him twice and slapped him on the face multiple times. Like a corpse, he was so

mumbled, “He never fails to create trouble for me

put up a night here.

a long time and yet I could

to return to my room to get mine, he grabbed

Please don’t

faltered at his soft request. Who is he asking to stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what a pair! He misses her so much

to wriggle my hand out of his grip. However, no matter how hard I struggled, he would only tighten his vice-like

putting up an act here? Let me go, you’re hurting me. I’m

of strength, I sat down on

resisting him, he loosened his

take off his tie, I helped him

don’t you go home when you’re drunk? Why did you

angry to see him

Yvonne and Benjamin say that he almost died

made him drink excessively. He’s

“Don’t go…”

Stop talking and go to sleep.” I found his repeated utterances

words seemed to work like a charm.

was exhausted. Whatever, let me get some shut-eye

I sat on the floor

position was rather uncomfortable; my neck was sore and the

through my bleary eyes, I saw Dominic sleeping

moved my hand out of his palm. Thankfully, he was not

a sigh, I went to my bedroom and picked

I’ll put up with this just

his clothes. After pondering, I decided to

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