The Woman From Hell

Chapter 64

Theo hugged me very tightly, so tight I could hardly breathe. I had never seen him like this-fragile and perhaps a little bit clingy.

He buried his head into the crook of my neck and murmured, “Let’s just be happy from today onwards. Let’s not fight anymore.”

The warmth of his breath stroked my cars, as well as that low, velvety voice of his

Theo pulled me in closer and said, “Don’t move, let me hug you for a little while longer.” His voice was resounding and left no room for me to deny him what he wanted.

All I could do was sit in his arms and Listen to his murmuring,

It was a rare atmosphere, one that held both harmony and tenderness.

I was not used to this. A dull fire ruse from the bottom of my heart as I wiggled

chuckled softly. He seemed to be in a pretty

I did not know what to do. To be honest, I had mixed feelings about how

and I had been relatively close since that incident with Cindy, and I realized that my body was

to those feelings as my mind was occupied. I was still thinking about how I could ask him for help. He was the only

men were the

to my senses, my

his eyes, but h e did not say anything. He released me and walked out the door,

and lonely

hesitation,

him to his room, where he was standing frostily on his balcony with a glass of red wine in his hands. I took the initiative to walk forward and hug his waist from behind. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean

his body stiff and his face gloomy and cold. After a long pause, he asked in a low voice, “How did things

my

would never tell

pause, he sighed.” Alright, go sleep now. It’s getting late.” It was obvious