~Camile’s POV~
I woke up with a severe hangover.
Fuck!
I’ve never had a hangover like this before. It must be the difficulties and everything I’m dealing with at the same time. That causes me to check the time. It was Monday. Oh, my God. I needed to get my son to school.
“Robin!” I yelled as I raced to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Once done, I rushed downstairs, and I saw Robin sipping coffee and reading a newspaper. I was so tired. “Would you mind driving us to school today?”
“Master has already dropped Liam off at school, ma’am.”
How could that conceited jerk have driven Liam to school?
