The Divorcee Who Shines

Chapter 193 Kicks Him Out Of Bed

Chapter 193 Kicks Him out of Bed

"I'm sorry, I will solve the problem as soon as possible," Ranita said softly with lowered eyelashes.

Her tone was calm and even.

This made Brendon even more uncomfortable. He grabbed the hair dryer and handed it to Ranita, saying hesitantly, "You don't have to apologize to me! As your husband, it's my duty to take responsibility. I will contact ES's designer and ask them to clarify the situation. As for the online harassers, we will handle them properly."

"I'm tired. As my wife, could you help me blow dry my hair a bit?"

This domineering command also carried a hint of coquetry.

Ranita was a little angry and annoyed, and was about to speak when he pressed his shoulder and sat on the edge of the bed. The man lay down with his head resting on her lap, looking up at her porcelain white chin. "Hmm?"

Ranita's jaw got hot from the staring.

She used to take care of him, serving tea and water, showing concern for his well-being. But now her situation was too awkward. Although they were still legally married, the relationship between them had not been completely resolved. On the other hand, if she admitted that they still had a relationship, they would soon be getting divorced...

Alas!

Ranita sighed inwardly.

"Before blowing, you need to dry your hair. I've told you many times," Ranita grabbed a towel and helped him dry his hair. Brendon's hair was black and fluffy, as her fingers ran through it, leaving a scent of shampoo. She used her fingers as a comb and scratched his scalp, feeling the roots that made her skin itch.

Rough and stiff roots, with a not-so-good texture when touched.

It was like beauty is the eyes of the beholder, even these small flaws were so adorable to Ranita. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

"Ranita..." Suddenly, Brendon reached out and grabbed her wrist. She was small-framed with delicate wrists, and Brendon felt like she was even skinnier than before. He furrowed his brows as his thoughts were momentarily derailed.

"What's wrong?"

"Have you not been eating lately? Your hands are just bones," Brendon hesitated as he looked at Ranita, his fingers resting on her chin. "Your face has also become thinner."

She hadn't been eating much lately.

"Maybe it's because summer has arrived, I don't have much of an appetite," Ranita casually made up an excuse.

"Is that all?" Brendon glanced at her. From Ranita's perspective, she could see his eyelashes flutter, like the wings of a butterfly about to take flight, lifting and delicate.

Brendon was incredibly handsome from every angle.

Ranita avoided eye contact and turned on the hair dryer to cover up her emotions. "What else can I do? I have a lot going on, I'm busy, and it's too hot to eat."

Buzzzzz!

The hotel was five-star and had decent hair dryers that weren't too loud. But no one spoke, so the only sound in the entire room was the noise of the dryer.

That night, Ranita didn't sleep well.

Brendon was like a furnace next to her, and being pregnant herself made her afraid of heat. She woke up in the middle of the night feeling hot and bothered, pushing Brendon away in frustration.

"Thud!" The next second, Brendon fell off with his blanket!

A loud noise echoed through the room as Brendon woke up.

"Brendon! Are you okay? I'm sorry!" Ranita leaned over to check on him. How did he fall off when she wasn't that strong?

Ranita didn't know that she had been tossing and turning all night while Brendon kept accommodating her until he got pushed to the edge of bed.

Brendon lay on the ground with a bewildered look at Ranita. "Are you trying to murder your husband?"

Ranita's face burned with anger.