Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 164
“She’s my wife.”
Theodore stated it so firmly and clearly that he left no room for Ariana to say otherwise.
The forewoman seemed glad to hear that. She quickly flashed a smile at Ariana. “That seems to settle it. Ms. Edwards, why don’t
you go to your husband’s room to take a shower first? It’s cold today and the water heater may not be fixed until tomorrow
morning. So...”
Ariana felt extremely uncomfortable. The soapy bubbles in her hair were giving her unpleasant creepy-crawly sensations on her
skin.
It caused her to erupt in a sneeze. She looked away, scowling, and rubbed her nose with her cold fingers. She finally conceded,
“Fine.”
She grabbed a change of clothes before going to Theodore’s room.
The layout of Theodore’s room was the same as Ariana’s. She could tell where the bathroom was. Without wasting any time, she
entered the bathroom, locked the door and took a quick, hot shower.
When she came out, Theodore was in the room, talking on the phone.
She hesitated at the doorway, her wet clothes on her arm.
Theodore saw her out of the corner of his eye and stopped talking. He hung up the phone quickly and maneuvered his
wheelchair over to her.

She had just come out of the bathroom, so her skin was soft and flushed like a freshly picked rose. Her misty eyes turned to him
awkwardly and she stuttered, “I... I’m leaving.” @
Theodore’s eyes trailed to her dripping hair, and he frowned disapprovingly. “Dry your hair before you leave. Or you’re going to
get my carpet wet.”
Ariana glared at him. She didn’t appreciate his tone.
She closed the distance between them and shook her head.
Droplets of water flew from her hair and splattered on Theodore’s clothes.
Theodore looked down, his expression darkening. ©
Noticing his scary look, Ariana turned on her heel and ran back into the bathroom. The door locked behind her with a click.
Humph. What a coward. Theodore snorted inwardly. He turned his wheelchair back around and resumed the call he was taking
earlier.
After thoroughly drying her hair, Ariana opened the door slightly and peeked through the crack. Theodore was on a video
conference call and seemed too busy to notice her.
Clothes in hand, Ariana took this opportunity to slip out quickly, fearing that the narrow-minded man would catch her and try to
get even.
The sound of the room’s door shutting startled Theodore. By the time he looked up, Ariana had already left. He narrowed his
eyes thoughtfully, a mischievous glint flashing across his dark eyes.

Ariana let out a sigh of relief and went back to her room. But, when she opened the door, she thought she mistook the room
number and accidentally entered the wrong room. Water met her feet, and everything was soaked. The entire floor was flooded.
The heating was turned off, and the cold draft made Ariana shiver. She was only dressed in a thin nightdress, her bare legs
prickled with goose bumps as she shook in the cold.
At this time, the forewoman suddenly stumbled out of the bathroom, her clothes wet and sticking awkwardly to her body.