The Woman From Hell
Chapter 615

Chapter 615

If Matthew had faked his death in order to start a new life after careful consideration, then I would respect his decision.

Only I did not seem to be able to forgive him. He seemed to have been treating all of us like fools and had probably watched like a spectator how I wept and mourned over his death.

When I got back to the hotel, I saw Theo waiting for m e in the lobby just as I stepped into the entrance. He was wearing his usual black suit and shiny leather shoes. He had his hands in his suit pants pocket, standing upright in the hotel lobby.

I froze and stopped in my tracks, a complicated feeling in my heart. Should I tell him about Matthew?

He saw me and strode over to me. I looked at his figure and two words suddenly popped up in my head -the sun!

He walked over to me and took me into his arms before I could say anything.

I was stunned for a few seconds before raising my hands and coiling them around his waist. I rested my cheeks on his chest. I could smell a faint grassy and agarwood fragrance on him. His scent calmed me

down. I closed my eyes and called out softly, "Honey!"

The man paused for a moment, his arms around me tightening. He looked at my face and asked, "Did something happen?"

I shook my head. "Nothing.”

There were many people coming and going in the hotel. They would turn around to stare at me from time to time. After holding me for a while, Theo took m y hand and brought me back to the hotel room.

At the dining table in the room were various kinds of street food. After taking off my jacket, I could not help but look up at him. "You haven't eaten yet?"

He smiled faintly. "I was waiting for you to eat together."

I was stunned. "You know I had something outside."

He hummed a reply and took me to the table to take a seat. He put food on my plate and said in a warm voice, "You don’t like French cuisine so you’d definitely come back hungry."

Liz did take me to a French restaurant, but... I looked dazedly at him. "How did you know I was having French cuisine?"

The food on the table was probably just delivered as it was still warm. He put food on my plate and took a bite, saying in a warm yet nonchalant manner, "I sent someone to follow you."

I was stunned. After what happened last time, he had assigned several men to follow me. I was aware of it but it had unconsciously slipped my mind.

After a period of silence, I looked at him. "Did they tell you about the man?"

Theo raised his eyebrows. "What man?"

I pursed my lips. "Never mind."

Since he did not know that Matthew was still alive, there was no need for me to take the initiative to mention it to him. We used to always quarrel because o f Matthew, and now that we had finally

stopped, I thought it was best to keep trouble away.

Theo took a large bite of the food. After chewing and swallowing it, he slowly said, "Matthew isn’t dead."

I froze.

He did not seem to want to discuss more about Matthew so he put a bunch of food on my plate. "Eat or the food will get cold."

I lowered my head and ate in silence. Anything related to Matthew was not discussed.

It was already a little late when we were done eating. Theo was very busy and his phone did not stop ringing.

The attendant came in and put away the dinnerware. I sat on the couch watching television but did not pay attention to what I was watching. My mind was occupied.

When he finished the important work at hand, he walked over and sat beside me. He pulled me into his arms, his voice warm and tender. "Want to go out and take a stroll?”

I shook my head. "I don't want to move."

Mainly it was because I planned to sleep after watching television for a while more.

He smiled faintly. "Sitting all the time without moving after eating a meal will not be good for your digestion. If you don’t want to go out and take a stroll, we’ll do some other exercises that don’t require going out, then." i