The Woman From Hell

Fine. There was only one outcome if I persisted-another fight.

I had no intention of fighting with him. Hence, I dried my hair and went to sleep.

After ten minutes, Theo came out, lifted the covers, and lay down beside me.

It had been a long time since I was so close to him. I was not used to it, so I squirmed my body to the side.

"You'll fall if you keep inching to the side." With his eyes closed, he scooped me and the blanket into his arms. He said in a deep voice, "We're husband and wife. Are you going to avoid me forever?"

While his voice was calm, it sounded a little helpless.

"I'm not avoiding you. You're still wet and it’s uncomfortable," I said. I did not want to talk about this with him.

He let go of me and got out of bed. He picked up the towel and seriously wiped himself again. Then, he got back onto the bed and said, "Touch me. I'm dry now."

"You are." I turned over, lay on my side, and closed my eyes.

He reached his hands out from behind and took me in

his arms once more. His head was buried behind the back of my head, and his hot breath was blowing on m y neck.

"Theo, it's too restrictive. I can't sleep.” I reached out and tried to get his hands off of me.

I did not expect that he would hug me tighter. He even put one of his legs over mine and said in a deep voice," You'll be able to sleep when you get used to it."

"I can barely breathe." I was furious. I forcefully reached out and pushed his leg away from me.

He remained silent. Then, he put his leg on me again.

"Are you deaf? I can’t sleep like this.” I continued to push him away petulantly.

"Yes," he replied shamelessly, then I was trapped in his arms.

I...

I was unable to sleep being held by him like this. I could not help but let my imagination run wild. "Theo, this is the first time you're behaving like this after our three years of marriage. Is it because of what happened last time? Is it because you feel sorry for m e?"

He hated me in the past, but he started becoming more gentle toward me after I became pregnant. However, he had never acted like this-having the nerve to act so shamelessly. He did not fight back when I hit or refute when I scolded him.

However, if there was no love between us, would this relationship that came to be because of guilt last long?

His body tensed up with his arms still around me.

After a moment, he gently kissed me on the back of m y neck and said, "Such things will never happen again in the future. I'll take good care of you and the baby."

"But don't you think it's weird having a relationship like this?" I was feeling sick in my heart, and spoke in a grumpy voice.

"Stop overthinking. Be obedient and sleep early.

Pregnant women can't stay up late." He reached out and covered my mouth, not letting me continue to talk.

I got angry, turned around, and ignored him.

Soon, I could hear the sound of his even breathing from behind. He was probably exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

While being held tightly by him, I soon fell asleep as well.

I had a surprisingly good sleep that night.

It was already morning outside the window.

"Pfft." He laughed out loud. "We're already an old married couple yet you're still embarrassed."

"What?" He said, his voice deep and husky. He then stood up and brought me in his arms to the bathroom. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

"Let go..." I snapped. I ignored him, turned around, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Hahaha." There came his guffaw from behind.

I looked at the time. It was only a little past six. I lay down on the bed again. Soon, he came out of the bathroom. He kissed me gently on the forehead and said, "It's still early. Go back to sleep. There's something I need to do, so I’ll head off to work now."