Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence

Theodore glanced at the woman’s exposed skin, his eyes as clear and innocent as a gentleman’s eyes could be. However, his slightly hoarse voice betrayed him. His mind. was already in the gutter.

Ariana didn’t notice this.

She was so mad and ashamed that her cheeks were burning up. She faltered, “It... It's not what you think. | just wanted to check your leg. Your doctor said that if you receive physiotherapy regularly, you have a greater chance of walking soon. But | haven't seen you receiving any physiotherapy since you regained consciousness.”

Theodore fell silent. He stared at Ariana with inquiring eyes for a few seconds. “Why do you care? Do you feel ashamed because you are married to a paralyzed man?”

Ariana frowned. “Don’t put words in my mouth, Theodore. That wasn’t what | meant. | just think that if you want to get better, you have to follow the doctor’s advice.”

“You are right.” Theodore looked away and changed the topic. “If you don’t want to talk to me about your work, you can write it down.” “What do you mean?” Ariana’s heart sank as a dreadful thought occurred to her. “Write a daily report of your work. | need to see it before midnight,” Theodore said lightly.

Ariana laughed out of anger. “You have got to be kidding me. | can’t-

“It's an order!” Theodore spat, his face turning cold just as she was about to refuse. There was an air of determination about him that seemed to brook no refusal.

Without another word, he left the room hastily. It was almost as if he was running away from her. Ariana was stunned. Did this man see her as one of his subordinates? Why did she have to report to him?0

Anyway, since he wanted a report, he was sure going to get one. This task was no biggie for Ariana. After all, she had spent the whole day cleaning up dirt like a slave.

She grabbed a piece of paper from the table and wrote down only two lines of words quickly. She then rushed to Theodore’s bedroom with the paper.

No one answered after she knocked on the door twice.

Ariana held the doorknob, intending to open the door. But when she recalled what happened in the study a few days ago, she froze. She couldn’t go in without his consent. Her ferocious lion of a husband might rip her head off.

Ariana was pacing about in front of the door when Judy passed by. She was stunned to see her standing there in a bathrobe. “Ma'am, do you want to see Mr. Anderson? Just go in! The door must be open. He never locks it.”

Ariana twisted the doorknob. Truthfully, the door was unlocked.

She said a prayer under her breath and walked in slowly.” The room was brightly lit, but there was no one inside.

Glad that she didn’t have to face Theodore now, Ariana breathed a sigh of relief. She just had to put the piece of paper on the bedside table and leave.

As she walked past the bathroom door, she heard the pattering sound of water. She realized that Theodore was taking a shower.

She had just taken another step when she heard something shocking; his moans drifted out of the bathroom! Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.