The Woman From Hell

I tried his method, and it really worked. It actually felt much easier than before.

I thanked him with a smile. "Thank you."

He smiled back at me and said nothing.

Now seemed like the perfect time to talk.

Thinking of it, I slowly started with some embarrassment, "Uh, about that... I..."

Hearing the hesitation in my voice, Drover looked at me with a brow raised slightly. He had obviously guessed what I wanted to say and pursed his lips lightly before opening his mouth. "I was impulsive yesterday. I'm sorry."

He apologized first.

For a moment, I was stunned, then I shook my head and replied, "No, I should apologize to you. I just subconsciously hit you... It wasn't intentional."

For someone like him, surely no one had ever slapped him before.

My thoughts were validated in the next moment.

curvature at the corners of his mouth. "That

a sudden, I felt embarrassed at having my thoughts exposed. With an awkward expression, I smiled at him. "I didn't mean to. I'm

twice. "It's nothing. I understand your emotions at that moment. You were

I really was.

surrounding Drover that I could neither push nor shake away. With the intense sense

When I raised it again, my eyes were clear. "Yes, but it's in the past now,

Drover answered me in

weight on me finally fell to the ground, and I

I could enjoy this camping trip

There was a glint in my eye when I remembered Marius' words. "I

frequent, but we stopped for a long time afterward." Drover's expression was a little low when he said

but still, I pretended not to

changed slightly, but not by much. His

Heather. He looked like he was not in the best of

continue asking questions. I just continued

we had already climbed two-thirds of the way and were left with only the last