Chapter: 365
As her feet touched the floor, she realized something was amiss. She didn’t recall there being a plush, woolen carpet in the
room. surveying her surroundings, Ariana noticed the drastic change in the environment.
The opulent decor, soft bed, arched dome, enormous crystal chandelier, and walls adomed with sparkling diamond lamps—all
indicated a room far grander than the one she remembered.
“You’re finally awake?” Theodore’s low, sleepy voice came from behind her.
Ariana tured to face him. “Where am I?”
“The presidential suite on the top floor. Your previous room was too noisy for a proper rest.” Theodore ruffled his hair. His
disheveled pajamas hung open at the collar, exposing his alluring collarbone and well-toned muscles.
She swallowed hard, looking away. Even with his disability, he had maintained a remarkable level of self-discipline to keep
himself in such impeccable shape.
This thought piqued her curiosity further. How did Theodore manage to exercise while confined to a wheelchair? It should be
particularly difficult to maintain his abdominal muscles! ©
“What are you thinking about?” Theodore inquired, leaning in close to her.
Ariana tilted her head back and responded, “You said you couldn’t book a room yesterday, so you had to stay with me. It seems
you were lying. And how did you manage to move me here without me noticing?”
Ordinarily, there should have been some noise when Theodore transferred from the bed to his wheelchair, but she had heard
nothing last night and hadn’t felt herself being moved.
Theodore explained serenely, “You were in a deep sleep, so I asked the hotel staff for assistance.”
In truth, it was him who had carried her in his arms to this room.
Before she could ruminate further, he pressed a button on the bedside remote. The electric curtains slowly opened, flooding the
room with dazzling sunlight.
Ariana squinted, discomforted. “Why is the sun so bright today?”
The reason she was so weirded out by how bright the sun was, was that she thought it was only six in the morning. But after
checking her phone, she realized that it was almost ten.
“My alarm was set for half-past five. Why didn’t it go off?” Ariana muttered, fiddling with her phone.
Overhearing her, Theodore cast a glance in her direction. “I turned it off.”
“Why did you do that?” Ariana demanded angrily. “I have to take Tyler to the set!”
“He’s not a child. He can handle things on his own. You’re his agent, not a nanny.”
Theodore’s displeasure was evident when she mentioned Tyler, as if he thought she was overly concerned about Tyler being
mistreated.
“It’s his first time acting. Of course, I’m going to worry about him.” Ariana couldn’t understand why Theodore seemed irked.
His expression darkened. “He’s an adult, not an overgrown baby.” ©