The Woman From Hell

I struggled to sleep on the first night in the Joen homestay.

I woke up very early the next day.

The air here was sweet. Experiencing the early morning here brought an unconscious smile to the corner of my mouth.

Suddenly, I felt someone hugging me. I opened my eyes and looked back. "You're awake?"

Theo seldom woke up later than me and must have really allowed himself to relax for this trip. He leaned on my shoulder, looking as if he was still asleep. I rarely ever saw him like this.

I patted his head and laughed out loud. "Are you so sleepy today, President Grant?"

"My wife kept me awake." His low and hoarse voice sounded from his throat, a hint of sexiness to it.

My pink lips in a pout, I denied it. "How could that be? I was restful, okay?"

"You were tossing and turning. Are you sure about that?"

He bluntly explained what had happened to me last night in just a few words. I was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. I only fell asleep after some time.

I cleared my throat. "Since you're blaming me for disturbing your sleep, do you want me to make up for it?"

to his face.

face. "That's simple.

behind us. He covered his eyes with both hands but was still peeking through the small gaps between his fingers. "I didn't see anything!" I chuckled and looked at him. "Okay, let's go wash

back into the

I pushed him.

me before

nothing I can do about

face,

then went to wash

was like

helplessly

open space behind the counter to the right which

suddenly a harsh female

was a

it was not good. I followed the voice, and Harriet's annoying face came into

me this woman made a trip here

hands and

us to look back. Lola and