Chapter 214 Are you cursing me with a rotten heart and lungs?

I scowled. "What do you mean 'what's my plan'?" He sounded annoyed. "You hurt me. Are you just going to let that slide?" I thought... Wait, I hurt him? So I was the one to blame now? Suppressing a sigh, I replied, "I didn't hurt you. You were the one who got blackout drunk and tangled with a frisky dog, ending up hurt. I was the good Samaritan who got you home safely, Idris. You should be thanking me, not accusing me of wrongdoing!" He went silent again, and I figured that was the end of it. I got ready to hang up. Then, his voice came through, low and steady. "So, Yvette, why did I end up blackout drunk? Why did I fight with a dog in heat? What's really at the root of this injury?" I scrunched my forehead, itching to argue back, but then it hit me—last night's drinking binge with Mr. Lowry was all to hook him up with Scott Corporation, and it was all for me. His hangover, the whole mess, it traced back to... me. I could not dodge the truth. Phone in hand, I clammed up, my min