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.

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 not let the other

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

was enough to get me so

place I rented was too small and claimed that he wouldn’t need my help if the place could fit

would know that, but I had to spend a f*cking lot of effort to stop myself from shoving his

finally all satisfied and relaxed. Me? I was so

me since his

fell sick the following morning. How

it! Now one of us is injured while the other is

fell sick. Unfortunately, when I did become ill, it

complained about how I was being coquettish and dumb. I so wanted to kick

that he had returned, so I complained in slight distaste, “Oy, Dominic. I think it’s better if you go home. Your place is so spacious, and there are people there who will cook and care for you. You even have a tub there, so you can bathe well. Things aren’t so good for you

would

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

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

to him. That annoying smile made me feel like knocking his d*mned

me that I should start packing

my footing soon enough. I demanded, “Why are we

move to my place. Gosh, why are you asking so many questions? Just pack

move all of a sudden, so it’s only natural that I ask

about the rent? I prepaid 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 rent for the

I will pay you

his words got me delighted. Wow, the rich really are something

spent the next couple of days packing my things, and when the weekend rolled by, Dominic

to a condo in the city

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

thought about it, but in

how long this would last?

even knew it. I had already planned ahead

quite some time trying to figure out what to get grandpa for his birthday, though. In the end, I went a little over my budget and

and I thought that he might

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