Who’s the Dog Now? novel Chapter 98

The next morning, she woke up with her temples throbbing, feeling like her head was about to split open.

Patricia was leaning against the bed frame, a smirk on her face. "Looks like someone had a little too much fun. You actually got drunk."

Naomi's pained expression froze on her face.

She grimaced and explained what had happened the day before.

"What? That bastard Zebulon! He was just messing with you! And you still put up with it? Naomi, you're truly hopeless."

Naomi felt miserable. "My family would never really let me cut ties with him."

Hearing that, Patricia's tone softened with pity. "You're just too soft. If it were me, I'd have raised hell at home. Naomi, you have to be brave and say no to your family's arrangements. Don't think that just because they treat you well, it makes up for everything. They're supposed to raise you. You can show your gratitude in other ways, not by sacrificing yourself."

Of course, Naomi understood the logic.

But she couldn't explain why it was so difficult.

How could she easily change habits that had been ingrained in her since childhood?

"I'll try."

Seeing her like this, Patricia knew it was best to say no more.

As a friend, all she could do was offer advice; she couldn't fight Naomi's battles for her.

After washing up and grabbing a quick breakfast, Naomi arrived at class to see Zebulon there with Tiffany.

When he saw Naomi, he waved her over like he was calling a dog. "Where's my breakfast? And Tiffany's?"

Back when Naomi was still his devoted lapdog, she would have bent over backward to take care of all of them.

In reality, they never appreciated her efforts.

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