Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 14

He did not say anything and was staring at me silently. I could not help but feel nervous with the proximity of his angular and handsome face to me. The air inside the room seemed to have thinned out. I got up to open the windows.

Suddenly, he pulled me into an embrace and wrapped both of his arms around me and held me tightly.

"Theo Grant." Although I did not know why he behaved this way, I did not like being hugged like that. Although I struggled in his arms, he still did not let go.

The sharp stench of alcohol rose to my nose. Theo was drunk again.

"Let go of me. I'll pour a cup of water for you," I spoke softly.

"Will it become hate?" He asked as he hugged me tightly. 5

I did not understand what he meant and could only look at him in confusion. His lips were slightly apart, and his dark eyes were quite dilated and out of focus. I t seemed like he was heavily drunk.

I did not understand how he managed to find her even in such a state.

"Will it change?" He did not give up when I did not respond to him. He stubbornly continued while looking me in the eye. "It will," I told him as I pulled his arms from around m e. I tried to free myself from his embrace, but he held me tightly in a vice-like grip.

"Will you take it back?" He continued asking me as he grabbed my hand like a child to stop me from moving.

I suddenly understood what he was asking. I did not know what to say. "I don’t know either," I told him in exasperation.

He stopped asking me questions. His breath grew erratic as he hugged me tighter.

I held his face and said softly, "Theo, I'm Wanda Lane. We're about to get a divorce. You can't do this to me."

My words triggered him. He carried me and threw me onto the bed.

"Theo, I’m Wanda Lane. I'm someone that you hate a lot. Take a closer look." I was on the verge of a breakdown. I took his face in my hands again and tried to make him take a closer look at me.