Chapter 73

The chill was sharp. Mila pulled her coat closer around her, sighing. Sometimes, men were no better than a piece of clothing. At least a coat would keep her warm on a chilly winter night like this. The wine had a strong effect. By the time Mila reached home, she was a little dizzy. She leaned against the door, struggling against the lock for a while before she managed to open it. It was a good thing she remembered her keys, or she wouldn't have even made it back home. It was all Matteo's fault, really. If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have had to change locks and bother with the hassle of bringing keys with her whenever she went out. Too much alcohol tended to dry up Mila's mouth, but inconveniently, there was no water left in the fridge. Mila often drank iced water after a night of drinking, so seeing that there was no water in the fridge, she ordered some on a food delivery app. The doorbell rang after ten minutes. "That's fast," Mila thought. Not suspecting anything e