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?

that I had no other option, with all my might, and dragged him to my couch. Then, I sat panting on the

heavy. Oh my poor, frail

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

to create

can’t allow him to put up a night here.

his body for a long time and yet

return to my room to get mine, he

go… Please

I bet. Wow, what a pair! He misses her so much albeit

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

I sat down

he loosened his

I helped him untie it. I think he must

home when you’re drunk? Why did you come

see him

Yvonne and Benjamin say that he almost died due to intoxication. Look

no clue what made him drink excessively. He’s got everything.

“Don’t go…”

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

a charm. Moments later,

exhausted. Whatever,

on the floor

uncomfortable; my neck was sore and

through my bleary eyes, I

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

a sigh, I went to my bedroom

it, I’ll put up with this just

room, I saw him attempting to remove his clothes.

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