The Wrong Time

Chapter 14

I'm a little sorry that last night I opted out of the room. If I had known this man would have come home drunk, I would have pretended to be asleep. As a result, I did not sleep at all. I kept her because she kept vomiting and delirious about weird things I couldn't digest.

My helpful friend gave up at four o'clock in the morning, choosing to go to bed. I couldn't do that, because every time I wanted to get out, he was always yelling and pulling my hand. Surprisingly, he would calm down if I sat next to him.

Somehow my eyes are now. I'm so sleepy.

In the kitchen, grandma prepared broth soup and wheat bread for Young Master. Grandma told me to take breakfast to her room. With lazy footsteps, I went towards his room. In my head, I still remember vividly when she vomited me repeatedly, deliriously like a baby and rolled around scattering the entire bed. A drunk guy like that, huh?

I knocked on his room and went inside. Inside, he was still sleeping without a shirt. I accidentally took off her shirt last night because every time I put on a new one, she would let go and even spill her guts onto it.

I put the breakfast on the bedside nightstand. Suddenly, his curled body moved. Rubbed his eyes and sat down. He took a deep breath and yawned as wide as possible. Mm. he yawns like a mange.

“Oi..” he was shocked to the point of being jolted from his seat when he saw me standing with a smile beside the bed.

“Since when did you get there?”

“Since you were born. Yes, since you came home last night!” reply upset.

“Means?”

“Yes, indeed if a drunk person is unconscious,” answered me origin and went to leave him.

But, he immediately pulled my hand. “Last night I was drunk?” ask her again with a probing look when looking at me.

“Yes Dear Young Master, you were drunk last night and made me very overwhelmed because of your childish behavior,” I replied indignantly while forcing a smile for him.

Supposedly, last night I recorded his shitty behavior.

“Sound what?”

“Jawab!”

“What did I hear?” I frowned. Why is this guy so scared? Even if he talks, I don't understand what he's talking about.

“You lied!” he suddenly got up and stood in front of me.

I was shocked half to death when I saw that he was not wearing a single pair of pants. My eyes bulged and I immediately turned around.

“Why? Hey, you haven't answered my question. Look me!” he said he forced me to face him. Crazy guy, his lust every day always increases huh?

“Lo don't wear pants, ****!” I said pissed.

He regained his senses, he immediately jumped onto the bed and enveloped his entire body, leaving a head. I'm still in shock. What other misadventures have I experienced this morning? Why should I see something disgusting?

“Do you still want to stand there?”

Hearing that, I glanced back at him then glared at him. “Stupid basis!” I told him and went and slammed the door of his room.

“Sial! Oi, I'm your employer! Not polite!” scream from within.

I closed my eyes tightly. Why can't he wear pants? As I recall, I just undressed her instead of pants. God, why do I have to meet this stupid guy?