Chapter 86

Mila forced a smile and apologized as she sent off the police. Only then did she turn to settle the score with the culprit. "What are you doing here?" Her expression was as cold as her tone. Matteo didn't like this version of her. He tugged irritably at his shirt collar. Red hives were already blooming across his neck—a clear sign of an allergic reaction. Mila realized then that he was drunk. Though she had known him for seven years, she had never actually seen him drunk. She didn't realize he was so bad at holding his alcohol that he would come to her place just to cause a scene. She felt a surge of anger, and her expression soured even more. Yet Matteo still spoke to her in that commanding tone. "Do you have any allergy medicine in the house?" "No!" Did he think she ran a pharmacy? "Then get me some warm water." Matteo pinched the bridge of his nose, looking restless and annoyed. "Are you suffering from short-term memory loss? Do you still think that I'm your secretary who