The Woman From Hell

Ha! Man, what a strange creature. One minute ago he was so angry at me he could have eaten me alive at any minute.

"You're doing all this on purpose, right? Helping me apply medication is just an excuse of yours to flirt with me. Wanda, I realize your skills are getting better every single day. Is this how you're trying to make things up to me?” He switched on the side lamp and looked at me with his scorching eyes.

I...

I simply closed my eyes and said," No, it's not, and I didn't do anything on purpose. Just go to sleep, it's getting late."

"Fine. I have to admit this trick you're pulling is working amazingly well. I'm not mad at all now, but if you can be a little more aggressive, I think I'll really be able to feel more sincerity in your apologies.

He finally let me go after an hour of intimacy.

He carried me to the bathroom afterward.

I was too lazy to move, so he had to bathe me and dry me up. He brought me back to bed after cleaning me u p, then he went back to the bathroom for a shower himself.

I was fast asleep even before he came out.

The sun was already up and bright when I finally woke up.

It was so rare for Theo to still be in bed when I woke u p. I flipped myself over and slept on my side to look at him. He was still sound asleep. I looked at him, admiring his strong and arched brows, long and dark eyelashes, perfectly shaped nose with its high nose bridge, and his sexy lips. His

face and features were just so perfect, amazingly crafted, and carved with no imperfections to be found. What astounding craftsmanship!

I leaned on my arm and checked him out. He had to be very insecure deep down as he always had a strong sense of vigilance about him. I could tell just by looking at his sleeping posture. He always laid flat on the bed, his hands crossed over his chest and his body always stiff, never relaxed. These were all the tell-tale signs.

That seemed about right. He had been so young when he first had to take the head role in the Grant household. He had to be dominant and be the alpha in order to deter imitators and gain control over every single one of his employees. He needed a high prestige in order to do that, to take hold of all the authority. Maybe that was how he had become so cold and bossy.

I was still buried in my thoughts when he opened his eyes. We locked gazes.

He stretched and relaxed his strained body, which had been caused by his stiff sleeping posture, and said, "Checking me out?" His voice was so much deeper and so much more hoarse as he had just woken up from sleep. He sounded so sexy and provocative.

I paused and moved my impudent stare away. I replied solemnly, "Nope, I just woke up too. I'm about t o head downstairs for a walk. You can continue to sleep."

"Stay and sleep with me for a while longer.” His hands reached out and pulled me into his arms, gliding his chin against my forehead.

I broke loose from his hug and sat up. "I slept for too long, and now my back is hurting a little. I can’t stay laying down any longer." I was afraid something more than just sleep would happen if we continued cuddling and nuzzling.

Miss Woods was not there when I went downstairs. The morning air was so fresh that I was very tempted t o breathe in the refreshing atmosphere. Thus, I went outside to do some stretching.

The sweet potatoes and vegetables that Tyler brought yesterday were still sitting right beside the gate. I walked over to the gate and picked up some vegetables, brought them inside, and tasted them right after washing. It was such a waste that the grilled sweet potatoes could not be eaten anymore since they had been out all night and were probably

spoiled now.

The vegetables were not bad. They tasted just like old times. I could not believe Tyler had done such a great job with having them grown and making sure they tasted exactly like they had in the past. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I could not help but eat a lot of the vegetables. I took some pictures and showed them to Cecilia, telling her I would be stopping by her house to send her some walnuts and fruits grown from my hometown.

Cecilia was very excited when she heard they were from my hometown, and she kept on pestering me to come over sooner.

Tyler called while we were chatting away.

I frowned a little when I saw his name on the screen.' Doesn’t he have to rest? It’s still so early.’ However, I still picked up his call.

"Wandy, I’m craving lasagna. Can you make some for me?" He sounded so energetic, nothing like how an injured person should sound.

I stroked my forehead and tried to calm myself down. He was relentless." How can I make you lasagna this early in the morning? Ask the nurses to get some for you if you really want it so badly."

"But I only want the lasagna you make. I'll wait! I can wait. I'm still not that hungry, so take your time to make it. I can wait." He spoke cautiously and solemnly, sounding like he was trying to please me.