Chapter 18

I'm aware that someone is mediating between them. And I'm already aware that I'm not in the mood to be angry. I'm merely his servant. He just let me go, and I shouldn't become involved in his personal life.

I did not walk through the gate by myself. When I looked up, I noticed Clyde's car wasn't properly parked. I was immediately nervous. Is he there?

I entered the house and opened the door. The light was turned on, and as soon as I walked in, I noticed the bottles of wine spilled on the floor.

"You'd better go home," Clyde said, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

"What time is it, Nathania?" This query made the hairs on my arms stand on end.

I'm feeling overly worried. With the force of its beating, my heart beats like a drum.

"Answer me, Nathania! What time is it?nia! "What time is it?" I was shocked by the cry.

"C-Clyd—"

"Fvck Nathania!! Where are you from, and why did you just come home?ou just come home?" He flung the bottle he was ca