The Woman From Hell

Chapter 233

I stood up and replied in a resentful tone, "Theo Grant, i f you have any problems with me, please tell me directly and stop insinuating. You're familiar with my social circle. There are only a few people who I'm in contact with. What can I lie to you about? And what secrets could I hide from you?

"You’ve been keeping a lot of secrets!" He sneered and replied sharply, "For example, the man who hugged you in the airport!"

I was stunned. Then, I lowered my eyes and said in a tone of disbelief, "You've been following me?"

I did not run into anyone I knew at the airport yesterday, but he knew everything I did. It went without saying how he knew about that. There was a wave of anger rising in my chest. "Theo, what is this? Don't I have any freedom left?"

"You’re my wife. Why can’t I track your whereabouts? I s there anything wrong with that?" His eyes were gloomy and cold to the extent that they were terrifying.

"Of course not. You're invading my privacy. Even if we’re husband and wife, I have the right to keep my privacy. You can just ask me directly if you want to know anything. Why do you have to do this?"

I was furious, and I could not stand the stink of alcohol on him. I frowned and took a few steps back.

me. His lower jaw tightened, and his pupils dilated. The

because I thought there was no need to. But if you wanted to know, you could’ve just asked me

up and pulled me into his arms. He stared at me with gleaming eyes, saying, "I hope you can give

following me. I did not like the feeling of being suspected and questioned. I was

was just like what you said, President

man. I went to the airport to pick him up and we had a meal together. We even checked into a hotel together. We had fun the whole night and I

me tight in his arms. I was wrapped by him, and the

have someone follow me because you're suspicious of me? If that’s the case, my explanation is reasonable. Is there anything else you're dissatisfied with, President Grant? I've already told you what I should be telling you. Please let go of me now. I'd love t o leave. The smell of alcohol on you is too strong, I'm feeling

the truth!" He

me meant he did not trust me.

lost his mind. H e carried me up and

on the

up from the bed to keep a distance away from me. Fortunately, his rationality soon took over his