Chapter 90

Arabella’s point of view. “That was one nice shower!” I breathe out in satisfaction as I stepped out of the bathroom into our room, in Wymond’s big night robe and wore nothing underneath. My steps faltered when I saw Wymond sitting on the bed with my phone in his hands, I rushed towards him and snatched it from him even though I have nothing to hide from him. “What are you doing with my phone?” I queried him. “You have a text from a strange number” he said simply. I checked my phone and saw there’s truly a text from an unknown number, I sighed and tossed my phone on the bedside table, with the thought of checking the message later. Wymond suddenly reached for my hand and pulled me, I fell on his laps and he hugged me, then snuggled his nose in my neck. “I’m feeling tired” he said. “You had a busy day today?” I asked. “Not really” he grumbled. “I’m just feeling tired from everything that’s been happening recently” he replied. “Wanna talk about it?” I asked again. He shook his head. “Not