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?

my might, and

Oh my poor, frail

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

fails to create trouble for me

up

time

to my

Please don’t

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

hand out of his grip. However, no matter how hard I struggled, he would only tighten his vice-like grip while repeating, “Don’t

act here? Let me go, you’re hurting

of strength, I sat down on the

him, he loosened

trying to take off his tie, I helped

go home when you’re drunk? Why did you come to

angry to see him so

how bad his health is? Yvonne and Benjamin say that he almost died due

him drink

“Don’t go…”

go to sleep.” I found his

seemed to work like a charm. Moments later,

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

floor and leaned toward the

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

through my bleary eyes, I saw Dominic sleeping like a

hand out of his

my

up with this

his clothes. After pondering, I decided to fetch a pail of warm water

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