Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 111

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, and dragged him to

so heavy. Oh my

him twice and slapped him on the face multiple times. Like a corpse,

never fails to create trouble for me

allow him to put up a night here. I

for a long time and yet I

was about to return to my room

go… Please don’t

 Who is he asking to stay? Camille, I bet. Wow, what a pair! He misses her so much albeit being as drunk as

tried to wriggle my hand out of his grip. However, no matter how

are you putting up an act here? Let me go, you’re hurting me. I’m not

I sat down on

him, he loosened

his tie, I helped

home when you’re drunk? Why

angry to see him so wasted; I pinched

bad his health is? Yvonne and Benjamin say that he almost died due to intoxication. Look at you now, don’t you care

had no clue what made him

“Don’t go…”

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

seemed to work like a charm. Moments

exhausted. Whatever,

on the floor and

uncomfortable; my neck was sore and the floor was chilly. I tried to adjust myself

my bleary eyes, I saw

by little, I carefully moved my hand out of

to my bedroom

I’ll put up with

room, I saw him attempting to remove his clothes. After pondering, I decided to fetch a pail

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