Who’s the Dog Now? novel Chapter 57

Naomi stared at Zebulon in disbelief.

She couldn't believe such shameless words were coming from the proud Zebulon she knew.

If she weren't afraid he’d misunderstand and think she still had feelings for him, Naomi would have reached out to feel his forehead and check if he was delirious.

Was this really Zebulon talking?

“You’re acting very strange,” Naomi said, looking straight at Zebulon. “I thought I made myself perfectly clear. What’s the point of pestering me like this?”

“A shattered mirror can never be perfectly whole again. Why can't we just leave each other with a little dignity?”

“Besides, you have Tiffany now. Why are you so hung up on me? Aren't you worried she'll get jealous?”

At the mention of Tiffany's name, Zebulon's face darkened.

He was a man, not an idiot. He'd been dead drunk last night, but if he'd really done something like that, he would have felt it.

Besides, he clearly remembered sleeping soundly until morning. Tiffany's morning theatrics had only annoyed him.

If Tiffany weren't still somewhat useful, he would have called her out on her lies right then and there.

It was because of that morning's incident that Zebulon realized he couldn't be without Naomi.

Whenever he'd gotten drunk before, Naomi had always been there to take care of him. His head was splitting now, and he desperately missed her massages and her hangover remedies.

Zebulon's expression softened at the thought.

“Alright, Naomi, I know you don’t like Tiffany. How about this? We get back together, and I promise I’ll stop seeing her. Okay?”

Naomi was a little surprised.

The old Zebulon would never have said something like that.

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