Chapter 156
Draven.
One. Two. Three.
Five seconds passed before I could finish processing what Meredith had just said to me.
The first question that came to my mind was—
Was our relationship that good for her to openly talk about the past?
I didn’t think so, especially given the circumstances surrounding our marriage. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t slowly letting go of that mindset and slowly accepting her.
She is my mate and wife.
But then, I understood something from Meredith’s confession.
She was still hurt by my actions.
Honestly, I didn’t know what to say about that. I didn’t feel I owed her an apology, and I can’t explain it.
Something else I came to understand was that my past actions were the reason Meredith disregarded me.
It was the reason she was unconsciously rude to me without considering my position, or her impolite retorts and actions.
Now, I understood that her grudges had a huge part to play in the way she received me.
“You still feel hurt?” I inquired, suddenly having an interest in listening to her say her mind.
She nodded, slowly, cautiously.
“There is no one who isn’t hurt after being mistreated,” she said.
“I know that.” I nodded, keeping my eyes on her face.
There was a small frown perched between her brows. A stubborn one.
“What surprises me more is that you still bear the entire scenario in your heart. I thought you would have forgotten it by now, given that I’ve been treating you properly since then.”
Her lips twitched.
At least she no longer looked like I’ve been mistreating her.
“Why? Am I not treating you properly?” I asked, holding back a smirk while maintaining a questioning expression.
She didn’t answer my question. It seemed she didn’t want to admit it.
I exhaled deeply. I wasn’t interested in her response. Her reaction already said everything already, and I wasn’t mad.
“You have a strong heart. You need to learn to let go of some things. That’s the only way to move forward.”
I wasn’t avoiding apologizing to her because I didn’t feel like it; I was only trying to teach her a few life lessons.
Even though she must have gone through a rough part, she needed to have the previous mindset removed.
Apologizes must never come for one to feel satisfied and move on.
“So…” she dragged, peering into my eyes as she leaned in close. “you, won’t apologize to me?”
I let my gaze drag its way from her face to her chest and then back to her face. Without blinking, I flicked her forehead with my fingers, forcing her to quickly lean back.
“Ouch!”
Her palm flew to her forehead, harshly rubbing the red spot.
“I won’t. Now, go to bed,” I said, completely amused by her fierce gaze. “Your apology has been accepted.”
She took her hand off her face, glared at me and rose to her feet. Then instead of walking towards the door, she made her way to my bed and got under the duvet.
My brows knitted into a frown. “What are you doing?” I asked, standing to my feet and walking over. “Go to your bedroom. I didn’t ask you to sleep in my bed.”
“I want to sleep here,” she answered without meeting my gaze. She tugged at the hem of the duvet and drew it up to her shoulders.
I know what this woman wants to achieve, but I won’t have it.
“Would you rather chase our mate away or enjoy her warmth tonight?” Rhovan asked.
I thought he had dozed off since he hadn’t interrupted my conversation with Meredith. Who knew he was wide awake, probably looking for the right time like this, to make some unnecessary contributions.
“I am not cheap to be gotten through bed matters,” I said to him, my eyes still glued on the woman who had her back to me.
“No one said you were cheap or easy to get,” Rhovan sighed. “Go ahead and accept the offer on the table before you. It’s not like you begged for it.”
“Meredith.”
No answer.
“Meredith.”
The little woman stirred once and proceeded to ignore me.
“If you refuse our mate, she won’t have the courage to approach you first again. And she would suffer low self-esteem.”
Rhovan was after something hot and spicy, while I only wanted to sleep.
While his statement made sense, I knew Meredith well enough that she was ready to achieve a goal, either by hook or by crook, as long as she hadn’t lost interest.
So, how could she lose interest in me after just one trial and error?
Therefore, I walked over to her side of the bed, grabbed the duvet and hurled it off her body before attempting to lift her off the bed.
Meredith grabbed my shirt, and in one grip, she ripped it apart, buttons flying off everywhere until my upper body was completely exposed.
I don’t know how she did it, but when I quickly put her back on the bed, I noticed her robe had come undone.
Her cleavage was clearly exposed in front of me, and her inner thighs.
And the worst part?
I saw her white lacy panties, and she hadn’t bothered to shut her inner thighs. So, I kept staring until I began to feel my cock gradually harden as my gaze darkened.
“I-I’m sorry… I-I didn’t mean…”
Meredith’s soft voice had my gaze moving back to her face.
Her eyes were glassy and filled with guilt, her pink lips puckered, like it could handle my big hot cock in her mouth.
It would really be a satisfying feeling to have her tongue wrapped around me.
My body tensed with pleasure as I arrived at an idea on how to punish her. And if she wouldn’t like it, she shouldn’t have left her legs open for me, reminding me of those few nights I fucked her pussy until it swelled up.
My imagination was so vivid that I couldn’t control the groan escaping my lips.
“You really meant it,” I said to Meredith, my tone surprisingly low and husky. “I only hope you are ready to deal with what you asked for.”
She shook her head. I put a finger on her jaw to lift her face.