The Woman From Hell

Night fell, and I was leaning against the bed after taking a shower, waiting for Theo to come out.

How should I start?

Should I be direct or leave some steps for myself?

When we parted at noon, his expression was bad. He must have been angry.

What if I apologized to him?

No, how could I apologize? He was obviously the one who took a tone with me first.

When I was still pondering, Theo had already finished washing. His hair was wet, and he was wiping it with a towel.

A good-looking man coming out of the bath, how handsome.

The man's slightly wet face came into my view, and I could not help gulping. When I saw him grab the hair dryer, I quickly stepped forward and grab it. "I'll help you." Theo was stunned for a moment, but he did not stop me. He just let me play with his hair.

I organized what I wanted to say in my mind while I dried his hair.

I could apologize to him now when the hair dryer was so loud.

Frowning, my thoughts raced.

"What are you doing?"

Following Theo's voice, I came back to my senses. I looked down and noticed that I had gotten his hair stuck in the hair dryer. There was even a slight smell of burning hair.

I quickly apologized and turned off the hair dryer. "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something and wasn't paying attention."

"I'll do it myself." Theo took the hair dryer in my hand and started drying his hair himself.

I lowered my head and went back to bed. Seeing that his expression was completely different from usual, it seemed that he was really angry.

I lay down and buried my head in the blanket.

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer abruptly stopped. Theo then switched off the bedside lamp with a click. I felt someone laying down next to me.

He used to hug me.

Not today, though.

I waited a long time, but nothing happened.

Oh, what was I holding back for? I could just say what I wanted. When did I become so hesitant?

Thinking of this, I poked my head out. I could not see if Theo was still awake in the dark, so I asked cautiously, "Are you asleep?"

"Yeah," he responded.

"But you still responded to me," I muttered and leaned toward him, but Theo did not move.

This man! I had already taken the lead so much, yet he was still indifferent!

Forget it, I would go all out!

I got into the quilt and then moved toward him. I burrowed my way up and lay on top of him. Theo was obviously startled. "You!" "Are you still angry?" I asked aggrievedly.

I heard Theo exhale deeply. He turned on the bedside lamp and looked down at me. "No, I'm not angry."

"Nonsense, you're obviously angry. Why would you ignore me otherwise?"

"Aren't you mad at me?"

"Me?"

I looked up at him. "Why didn't you coax me if you thought I was angry?"

"I was afraid that it might be useless even if I did since you care so much about Delia."

"Okay, I'll give you a chance to coax me now." I blinked and waited for him.

Theo looked at me, shook his head with a smile, and stroked my head. "Wanda, you just need to know that no matter what I do, it's for your own good."

His eyes were filled with affection, which pulled people in unconsciously.

I nodded heavily. "Yeah, I believe you. I was too emotional today and made a mistake. So, I've decided not to be angry with you."

"But you crossed me today. Shouldn't you make up for it?"

I rolled my eyes and climbed down from him. "No way."

"You can't escape."

The man grabbed me back with one hand, and I was imprisoned under him. Since I could not escape, I might as well enjoy it. I closed my eyes...