Marriage With A Evil Heart

In the quiet room, the ringtone on the other end of the phone was unusually clear, and the other side picked up the call the next second.

Robert held his phone and walked towards the bathroom, but I could still faintly hear the person on the other end asking, “Have you arrived?”

I squinted to get a glimpse, and Robert had entered the bathroom.

I strained my ears, hoping to catch their conversation, but the voices were too soft, and I couldn’t make out anything. However, it was evident that someone knew he had returned, probably Steven.

Perhaps Robert forgot something, as he walked out again, went to the dressing room, grabbed a new towel, and went back in. During this time, he only held his phone to his ear, occasionally responding with a soft “Mm.”

I don’t know where I got the courage, but barefoot, I approached the bathroom, then pressed against the nearby wall. I happened to overhear Robert saying in a low voice, “Find someone to check the surveillance, send it to me! Did you handle what I asked?… Mm, hurry up, can’t delay any longer… If he insists on going his own way, teach him a lesson!”

“… But… Southend…”

I seemed to hear a mention of Southend, but I couldn’t make it out clearly. Eager to move forward, I didn’t pay attention to my feet. I accidentally kicked something on the cabinet near the door, making a loud ‘thud.’

The sound suddenly disappeared from inside. The next second, the bathroom door was forcefully pushed open. Reacting quickly, I picked up the vase from the cabinet and shouted loudly, “Who is it?… Come out!”

This shout was completely out of a startled state, with a trembling voice, lacking any intimidating power.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Robert walked out from inside as the door opened, and I raised the vase as if to strike. However, Robert caught my hand and loudly exclaimed, “It’s me!”

I stared at him in bewilderment and collapsed.

He snatched the vase from my hand, propped me up, and angrily asked, “What are you doing?”

I, with a pale face, weakly leaned into his embrace, punching his chest with my fist, “You scared me! Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come back? … Suddenly hearing a noise … I was afraid!”

I pretended to look innocent and frightened, my body trembling from the shock.

Robert, with a cold face, spoke in an unfriendly tone, “Who could come in? You’re always so jumpy!”

I immediately adopted a cold expression and stared at him angrily, “Robert, did you just shout at me?”

He was momentarily stunned but quickly changed his demeanor, hastily putting down the vase. Then he embraced me, leading me into the bathroom, jokingly saying, “Sorry, my love. I was too anxious. Who could break into our home in the middle of the night? I just couldn’t rest easy thinking about you, so I rushed back! I didn’t know how heartbroken I felt when I saw you crying so miserably the day before yesterday!”

Hearing his words, I cursed him silently in my heart for being a hypocrite.

Robert buried his head against my chest, causing me to feel nauseated.

“Ugh, what are you doing? … Stop it! I have no strength!” I lay limp in his arms, genuinely unable to struggle anymore.

He immediately ceased his actions and looked up at me, “What’s wrong? Do you really feel uncomfortable?”

I panted, my hand pressed against my heart, “What do you think! Intense movements make me nauseous, and my heart is pounding. When are you going to accompany me to the hospital? This medicine is not working at all!”

The corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and then he indulgently coaxed me, “Okay, let’s not take it. I was actually thinking of taking you to see Dr. Grimm again.”

Leaning against him to alleviate the tension, I trembled all over, like a leaf about to fall.

I glanced at him sideways, “You scared me to death! Coming back in the middle of the night, hiding in the bathroom to make a call. If you want me to die quickly, your method is sure to work.”

He chuckled and embraced me tightly, enveloping me in his arms. His hands roamed over me, “Sweety, I really miss…”