I let out a shriek and backed away instinctively.
"It’s me." I was shocked for a moment, hearing Theo's cold voice.
Did he not head off to accompany Cindy? Why did he return so quickly?
He did not say anything, and he leaned down to kiss m e. I could not avoid him.
A sharp stench of alcohol filled my mouth. Theo was drunk!
I was afraid.
The last time he entered my room, it was three years ago. He was drunk the last time as well. I could still remember his condescending look and his mocking tone of voice vividly.
I panicked and gazed at him with a pleading look. " Please don’t...”
"Huh?" He raised his head and looked at me. His dreamy eyes looked darkened.
The baby in me was only seven weeks old.
Remembering what the doctor said, I was afraid that I would be in danger. I forced myself to look up at him and pleaded. "I am not feeling too well."
He did not say anything, but I could sense the fire burning in his eyes.
His expression showed me that he was furious. Very furious indeed!
I had somehow forgotten that he was never gentle with me.
He clumsily carried me out of the bathroom.
The thunder and lightning outside the window complemented the situation within the room.
After a while, he got up and left.
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