Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself novel Chapter 21

"It's too big." Cathy said quietly and embarrassingly.

Tyrone looked around and gave her a half smile, "Who let you move all your things?"

Cathy frowned suddenly. "I never thought I would come back again.

The expression on the man's face faded, and he looked at her with deep eyes, as if he were thinking her words.

Yeah, she just walked away with the divorce agreement without any hesitation. She really didn't have the thoughts to come back.

The words were a bit bad. Cathy thought he was angry again. She moved her lips and wanted to open her mouth several times to say something but she failed.

She really had never thought she would come back again. Marriage had come to an end. She dared not hope for anything anymore. But nobody could have expected that life was always so unexpected.

The atmosphere was quiet and alarming. Cathy bowed her head and said softly, "Isn't there a dryer at home? You dry it for me.

The eyes of Tyrone finally moved. He took back his sight and said in a low voice, "It will take a long time. Aren't you going back to dinner?"

"I'm not hungry. I'm in a hurry to dress now." Cathy stared at him. Her dark, watery eyes were tinged with grievances. As if he would not go, she would cry in front of him.

If she didn’t wear clothes, how could she eat dinner. Her face was lost completely in front of him.

Tyrone looked at her again and stopped talking. He turned around and silently took the laundry she had washed in the bathroom and stuffed the clothes into the dryer.

Setting up the time, he looked down at the dryer, and he suddenly squinted his eyes.

It would take an hour or two for a few clothes to dry. It was so long that even if he had cooked she would not get out of bed to eat. Would he have to endure such a temptation for so long? What was more, the temptation was his own woman, still lying naked in his bed.

Thinking of this, the desire surged up again. He frowned his good eyebrows with a slightly tangled expression. He even had a little regret. He should just open the bathroom door directly, perhaps now...

Cathy lying in the bed waited for him in the bedroom. If she knew what the man was thinking outside, she would jump out of bed and lock the bedroom door at once.

The well-dressed animal was probably Tyrone's label in Cathy's heart.

Two hours was indeed a long time, but Tyrone would not go down to buy clothes for her, because he couldn't see... It was often more hard for him than tolerance.

"Tyrone!"

Hearing the woman's voice, the man collected himself. He slowly walked over, leaned against the door and looked at her sideways. "What's wrong?"

Cathy frowned and looked at him seriously. "Dose your mother know that you moved your work to Chicago?"

It suddenly occurred to her.

If his mother knew it, his mother would think it was related to her. She would come to her for trouble again inevitably. She was not interested in quarreling with an old lady. She wanted to have a quiet atmosphere around her.

"Well, she just knew it today." The man gave an understated answer.

Today?

Cathy frowned tighter.

It seemed that his mother must saw those articles on the Internet, so that Cathy estimated that her dissatisfaction to her was more than before.

"Didn't she quarrel with you?" He came back on time this evening which was not like quarreling with his mother at all.