Love the Second Time Around

Chapter 27

 

Chapter 27 Screwed Up

“Hey, there isn’t anything in the fridge, so what am I supposed to do?” I turned towards the living room and yelled.

Without even looking up from the screen, his slender fingers never stopped typing as if they were dancing across the keyboard. However, the words that left his lips the next second were unpleasant.

“Are you the caregiver, or am I the caregiver? All I care about is the food. You should take care of the rest.”

I…

Hearing that, I admitted defeated and decided to leave to get groceries at the supermarket nearby. But I looked down and noticed that I was still wearing the dress from yesterday. I would just be digging my own grave if I went out like this.

 

“Um… Can we skip breakfast today? I want to go home and change.”

As soon as I said that, he slammed his laptop shut and looked up at me, his eyes full of contempt.

 

“What? Should I let you go home and put on makeup too? Let me tell you, I have to have breakfast or I’ll be having gastric pain. If that happens, you’ll be having an even harder time returning your debt.”

I ignored his sarcastic words as all I could focus on were the words “gastric pain” he mentioned. Why would he have gastric pain? For all the yearly checkups we had previously, I recalled that he was always healthier than me.

My mind then wandered back to the fridge; there was nothing except bottles of beer in it. Well, how did you not die from gastric pain then?

Right then, a loud knocking came from the door, and I glanced at Dominic in confusion. Who could it be so early in the morning? It… It can’t be Camille, right?

“What are you standing around for? Go open the door!”

be ordering me around on purpose. Huffing in frustration, I opened the door

sideways to squeeze his way through the doorframe, keeping as much distance

was perplexed to see him do

I’ve brought the things you asked

Give it to her. Or else she’s going to come up with

handed it over to me. I opened the

had called his assistant early

and curled into a smile. At least he’s got

deducted from your pay. Also, I want to have my breakfast in

instantly vanished, and I couldn’t even fight back. Annoyed, I ran to the room

Dominic was busy with, but I couldn’t

realize that there wasn’t a single soul nearby. Besides the mansions and the luxury cars speeding along the road, I

a high-class area? They were just making life difficult for themselves since there wasn’t even

why would they think that it wasn’t convenient? Only a working-class person like me would walk to the place I needed

Dominic gave me, so I started to run. Ten minutes later, I finally saw a grocer. I was so happy that I almost ran

into my basket as though I were a tornado. Earlier, I noticed that Dominic’s

minutes had passed. There were only five minutes left, and there was no way I could get back in

time I pushed the door open but was immediately met with Dominic wiping his mouth, with an empty

in disdain. “Are you some kind of refugee? Why do you look like you just went to rob

let go of the bags I was holding and rushed toward him, thinking to give him a piece of my mind. Once I reached where he

his head unwittingly and stared at

I was so worried that you would get gastric pain from not eating that I ran back here with those bags full of groceries. But look at you. You’re here enjoying your breakfast and milk.

I—” Dominic was about to say something but was interrupted when I slammed

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