Marry Ex's Uncle After Divorcement

Marry Ex’s Uncle After Divorcement By Jacqueline Chapter 133

Theresa thought, ‘And I not only gave birth to the children who looked like him, but now I am married to him…

Will he also think that I am premeditated? Sure enough, it is not easy to be a man in a high position like him.

Even if it is a simple coincidence, it will become a complicated thing in his eyes.”

When Theresa came out of the room, Charlie had almost finished his job. Seeing her come out, he said, “You

are not well. Go to bed earlier.”

Theresa looked at him and said, “You go to bed. It is okay for me to sleep on the sofa.”

“You caught a cold while sleeping on the sofa last night.”

“It’s okay. I’ve already asked Brenda for a quilt.” Theresa said, “The sofa is very wide, so I can sleep on it.” Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Go to bed. I don’t repeat it.” Charlie was serious.

Theresa looked at him and said, “You sleep on the sofa? It’s not okay, I think?”

After all, he was a disabled person, and it was more inconvenient for him to sleep on the sofa. Theresa wasn’t

that selfish!

Charlie darkened his face, “Why should I sleep on the sofa?”

“So why do you ask me to go to bed?”

“I don’t care sleeping with you!”

“I care!” Theresa looked at Charlie and said, “Who knows what you’ll do!”

She used to feel safe around him, but now… she had changed her mind. After all, he had reacted like this not for

the first time!

Charlie looked at her defensive eyes and couldn’t help laughing, “I’m the kind of person you’re talking about?

Do you think too highly of yourself?”

“You are indeed!” Theresa said, “I almost forgot who always took advantage of me before.” And he said those

words last night! She remembered it clearly.

Charlie’s face was blackened, and he was a little bit eager to strangle himself. How could he aroused by this

woman. Well know, he was going to lose my face.

Charlie continued to ask, “Do you or do you not sleep on the bed?”

“Sleep by yourself! It’s safer for me to sleep on the sofa.” Theresa replied without any hesitation.

Seeing that she didn’t follow his words, Charlie picked up her phone and started making a call.

Theresa asked, “What are you doing?”

“Call Brenda and ask her to persuade you.” Charlie said, “I’m in a wheelchair and I can’t do anything to you, so

you can bully me as a cripple.” His words made Theresa almost a sinner.

Theresa was speechless and said, “Okay, okay, I will sleep on the bed.”

She carried the quilt from Brenda to the bed as Charlie’s bed was big enough for two quilts. After making a bed

beside, she said to Charlie, “Let’s make a deal. Don’t take advantage of me.”

Charlie looked at her vigilant look and said, “Don’t worry, I’m not so mad that I don’t even let a patient go.” He

really didn’t have that kind of idea today. He just didn’t want her to sleep on the sofa, fearing that she would

get sick again. After all, it was because of him that she got sick yesterday.

The two lay down on the bed. Theresa was lying in her quilt, Charlie looked at her, reached over, put his hand

on her forehead, and said, “Why do I think you still have a fever? Why did you go downstairs?” He remembered

her going to find Roderick..

Theresa said, “I just wanted to get some air.”