The Woman From Hell

Back at the villa, I brooded, not saying anything.

Not long after I entered the room, I heard a sound from outside the door.

He was back too.

Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, I took out a cotton pad and wet it slightly with makeup remover before wiping my face slowly. Theo opened the door and came in. He saw me taking off my makeup.

"You went out?"

He asked in a low voice. His voice was hoarse, probably because he had just returned from driving and had the windows down.

I nodded and replied, "Yes, I went out for dinner with Shannon. Guess where we went?" I kept my hands moving, but my gaze had fallen on Theo who was reflected in the mirror.

He pulled off his tie, put it aside, and then sat down. He looked like he was resting.

"What did you eat?" he asked me directly without any desire to guess.

Theo's uninterested expression came into view. My eyes dimmed, and I asked tentatively, "Do you have something on your mind?"

As if hitting the nail on the head, I clearly observed a look of shock on his face. It had been quick, however, as his expression again returned to one of indifference.

"Why are you asking that so suddenly?"

He asked back instead of answering me.

slightly toward my skin-care products. I dropped the piece of cotton pad and picked

I pretended to be casual, but, in fact, my

of indifference crossed his handsome face and reached me through his words. If I had not seen him in that private

should

clamped back down on the words when they reached

went to a Western restaurant. It was quite delicious. They had private rooms too. It was

"Okay."

obviously different when I brought up the

'okay', however, made

ate out, didn't you?

that I asked this on

was going on between them, Theo would

Unless...

did not dare think about it. I just turned to look at him, waiting for

was stunned for a

"I didn't eat anything. I worked overtime

swne

overtime at the

"Oh."

out my

the door, I leaned against the

reason why Theo had been behaving