The Woman From Hell
Chapter 740

Chapter 740

Theo came out of the bathroom and saw me looking at him. He froze. "Did I wake you up?"

I shook my head. "I slept early and it’s about time I wake up.”

He merely switched on the bathroom light. The bedroom was dimly lit and I leaned over to turn on the bedside lamp.

When I took a closer look at Theo’s face, I blushed.

There was only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body, and his toned upper body was covered in water droplets, which slid down his chest. It made him look particularly seductive.

Theo saw me staring at him the whole time and let out a mischievous smile. "Are you happy with it?"

I pursed my lips and looked away.

He chuckled, not teasing me further. He came to sit on the bed with me and handed me a towel. "Can you help me wipe?"

"Wipe your body yourself."

"I've been bustling about since morning and have no strength left." He began to play the pity card.

I felt somewhat speechless and took the towel from

his hand, wiping his hair for him. "Are there still reporters outside?"

Although the news that Cassey marrying Caleb was worthy of attention, some reporters did not want to give up getting much bigger news from here, hence not all of them left.

He took me into his arms and made me sit on his lap. He had just come out from the shower, so his chest was a little icy and cool.

"They’ve all left." As he said that, he rested his chin on my shoulder. His voice was slightly weary.

I let him hold me and did not move.

"Did you already have dinner?" he asked.

I nodded.

He gently bit my shoulder and it hurt a little. "You liar, the caretaker isn’t asleep yet. She told me that you didn't have dinner and seemed to not be in a very good mood."

It was embarrassing to have a lie be exposed.

I cleared my throat and said, "I didn't eat because I wasn't hungry, not because I wasn't in a good mood."

My appetite had been very good lately, and if I did not eat, then that would mean I was really not hungry.

He frowned. "Remember to eat all three meals on time to stay healthy."

"It’s alright to skip dinner," I argued.

He seemed to not hear a word I was saying. After his hair was wiped dry, he picked me up and walked downstairs.

I wrapped my arms around his neck speechlessly. " Where are you taking me to?"

He pursed his lips. "Downstairs, to have something to eat."

"I’m really not hungry! I want to sleep!"

If I was even a tad hungry, I would have taken it upon myself to find something to eat. I was not a child who needed to wait for him to come back and supervise m e. Seeing that he was still continuing to go downstairs, I could not help but speak again.

"It's late now and it's hard to digest after eating. I might have a stomach ache tomorrow."

He frowned and finally stopped. He looked down at m e and confirmed again. "Are you really not hungry?"

I nodded, replying with certainty, "I'm really not hungry."

He hesitated for a few seconds before turning around t o put me back in bed. I could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was true that eating at night was bad for the stomach.

"What are you doing?” He pressed his hands on either side of my head, looking ambiguously at me with his

dark gaze. It made me a little flustered.

I saw his sexy Adam’s apple rolling, then he said, "But what should I do? I'm famished."

I pursed my lips and played dumb. "The caretaker happens to still be awake. If you're hungry, then go downstairs and ask her to fix you something."

He lowered his head. "Isn’t this the place where I can satisfy my appetite?"

I blinked. "Where?"

"Trying to play dumb, huh?" He snickered.