The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven
Chapter 155: She Can’t Forget

Chapter 155: She Can’t Forget

Draven.

I wasn’t sure I would be waking up in the middle of the night to eat pizza, but I still took it up to my bedroom and dropped the boxes on the table.

Now that Meredith and Dennis were back, I could finally get some sleep.

I went into my dressing room and replaced the shirt and pants I was wearing with a matching set of black silk pyjamas.

The weather was cold, so no need to sleep shirtless tonight.

I got into my bed, lay down and shut my eyes. But I was unable to sleep.

It hadn’t even been up to ten minutes when a soft knock sounded on my door. The knocks were hesitant, as if the person behind it was scared and having a double mind about it.

No one else came to my mind apart from Meredith.

She had knocked on my door exactly like right now, in the middle of the night from nights ago.

What could she possibly want from me?

I got off my bed and matched straight to the door on bare feet. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the little woman standing right in front of me in a black night robe, which was parted in the middle.

It exposed a little part of her cleavage, leaving me with wild, imaginary thoughts of the remaining parts of the little treasures hiding underneath the robe.

"Why are you here?" I asked, keeping my gaze straight and blocking the way into my bedroom, unlike the other night, when I had let her walk in.

She looked straight into my eyes as she fiddled with her fingers.

"I—I came to apologize for... my actions," she said, keeping her voice low.

"Go ahead and apologize," I said to her, furrowing my brows.

"Huh?" Her pupils dilated. Then she turned her head to her left and to her right before shifting her gaze back to my face. "Can you let me in?"

I furrowed my brows further. "You want to apologize, right?"

She nodded.

"Good. Just go ahead and do it. There is no need to walk into my room to do it."

Of all hours in a day, this woman chose to come to my room in the middle of the night to apologize wearing a thin night robe with a visible cleavage for my eyes to feast on.

Let’s say she was in such a hurry with the apology; what happened to her phone?

She could have phoned me or texted.

Meredith could not come to me to inform me about her trip earlier today, but she could come at night when everyone had gone to bed to apologize.

If I’m not wrong, she was definitely here for something more than an apology.

Meredith looked stunned at my response. I bet she was expecting to be welcomed with open arms into my bedroom, just as before.

"It’s just that... I’m not only here to apologize," She said. "I want to talk and explain my actions."

"And it can’t wait until tomorrow?" I asked, taking in every little reaction of hers.

She shook her head. " I-I want to end this matter tonight and close the topic today." Then she swallowed before continuing, "It’s actually scary seeing you pissed. And I don’t want to go to bed worrying about your mood tomorrow morning and how you would take it out on me during my swimming lessons."

Meredith made a valid point from her perspective, but she was thinking too much.

What made her think I would vent my anger from this night on her during our scheduled class, which had absolutely nothing to do with it?

"Come inside." I stepped out of the way and held the door open for her.

"Thank you," she said, quickly walking into my room.

And I thought I saw a little smile of victory on her lips.

Was she that desperate to come into my room tonight?

Meredith made her way to the sitting area and didn’t sit until I had settled down on the two-sitter sofa. That’s when she chose to sit next to me.

"Go ahead. What did you want to talk to me about?"

She let out a soft sigh, fiddling with her fingers as she lowered her gaze.

"I’m genuinely sorry about today. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just too excited to get on the road for the first time, behind the wheel."

I drummed my fingers on the armrest, my gaze watching her.

"I’m not against your trip or your driving," I said, making the reason for my anger clear. "What stopped you from mentioning it to me during our swimming session this morning?"

She met my gaze briefly. "I... completely forgot," she muttered. "I was only preoccupied with thoughts of finally being able to drive to town. It never occurred to me to tell you about it."

"I guess I’m not important enough for you to mention your plans to," I stated without holding back. Then, without giving her a chance to speak, I continued, "You don’t respect me or take me seriously. And when I retaliate, you think I’m mean and wicked. Does that make any sense to you?"

She didn’t answer my question. And I was hoping she would.

Don’t tell me she thinks she’s right?

The anger that has settled at the pit of my stomach started to rise again. I didn’t need a mirror for me to know what my face looked like at the moment.

It was dark and filled with pent-up rage.

Still, Meredith refused to say a word or meet my gaze.

But finally, when my reasoning snapped, and I was about to send her away, regretting having given her a chance to speak, she lifted her gaze.

And her lips parted—

"I didn’t actually realize I’ve been disrespectful to you. Quite sure, I was aware of my rudeness, but I didn’t take it as anything."

Then, I saw her eyes glistening with tears.

"While I’m sorry for my actions, especially today, I still feel hurt for how you forcibly took me and made me marry you. I still can’t forget it."

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