Chapter 136 Twisted Arm

Dominic gestured to his right arm, which was in a cast, and pointed out, “How am I supposed to eat with my arm like this?”

I challenged, “Then shall I get you a bigger spoon?”

He refuted with a straight face, “It doesn’t matter what you get me. The injury is on my right hand.”

“What is that supposed to mean? Do you expect me to feed you?”

He stopped talking, but the way he looked at me showed me that was exactly what he was expecting.

This freaking idiot of a man. Must he behave like a two-year-old? Would it kill him to make-do and eat with his left hand?

“Mr. Hartnell, can I ask you a question?”

Dominic was especially proud when he replied, “Go ahead.”

“I can feed you for the day, but it’ll take some time before you fully recover. You don’t expect me to feed you forever, do you?”

Dominic’s gaze brushed against me calmly before he replied, “You don’t want to? If you refuse to do so, I will call Helen and tell her that you are mistreating me. I’m already injured. Yet, you refuse to take care of me.”

Helen? As in my mom?

I glared at him. I could see, from the look of his eyes that he was genuine about calling my mom.

He is such a shameless oaf! I felt a sudden urge to smack his head with a tray at that moment.

In the end, I caved under his threat and fed him unwillingly but without complaining aloud.

I was especially annoyed as I fed him that last serving of soup.

Both women are mothers, yet my mom treats Dominic like a treasure while Milena saw me as trash. This is so unfair!

I glared at Dominic for quite some time and prayed that he could detect the hostility and the murderous intent in my eyes.

off the hook even when it was time to take a shower. His excuse was that it was inconvenient for him to shower with only one hand since he could

absolutely no way I could help him shower, though. In the end, we compromised, and I cleaned him up

that level of intimacy was enough to get me so embarrassed that I

complained about how the place I rented was too small and claimed that he wouldn’t need

but I had to spend a f*cking lot of effort to stop myself from shoving his head into the bucket of water

finally all satisfied and relaxed. Me? I was so

do the dirty to me since his hand was injured. That meant that

I fell sick the following morning.

one of us is injured while the

strong physically, so I rarely fell sick. Unfortunately, when I did become ill,

was being coquettish and dumb. I so wanted to

I think it’s better if you go home. Your place is so spacious, and there are people there who will cook

life would be so much easier if he would

seen through me. He sat down on the sofa and relaxed before he replied lazily, “It’s true that my place is better in every way, but I’d enjoy life more if I make you serve me. Maybe you should go to my

to go to his place? Milena is still there, so I’d just be walking into a

when he saw how I wasn’t replying to him. That annoying smile made me feel like knocking

me that I should start packing because we

was slightly taken aback, but I regained my footing soon enough. I demanded, “Why are we

not asking you to move to my place. Gosh, why are you asking

to move all of a sudden, so it’s only natural that I ask for details, you

the rent for a year. It’d be such a waste if I leave now. Also, just so we’re clear, I’m not going to pay for the

I will pay you the money you spent. As for everything else… Well, you don’t need to

me delighted. Wow, the rich really are

when the weekend rolled by, Dominic and I moved to a new

went to a condo

fortune. The rich really behave differently. He spent a fortune on a

thought about it, but in the end, I didn’t

now, but who knows how long this would last? If we fall apart, I would need a place

grandpa’s seventieth birthday was right around the corner before I even knew it. I had already planned ahead but had no intention

though. In the end, I went a little over my budget and bought

tea, and I thought that he might like a

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