Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 169: I Want To Eat With You Too

Brooke returned home, and was stunned to see Hannah, sorting out her closet. She immediately closed the door behind her, stealing Hannah’s attention from the work at hand.

She tilted her head to see Brooke charging towards her for a hug.

"Mrs Grayson!" She cried out, when Brooke’s force nearly sent them both crashing, "Please be careful, you’re filming-"

"What happened to you? I tried calling, but Matthew-" Brooke noticed the painful glint in Brooke’s eyes when Matthew was mentioned. She sighed, realizing there was a lot of catching up they both needed to do.

Changing the topic she asked, "When did you arrive?"

"Just an hour ago. I was going to pick you up from the dinner but I figured I’d let Gilbert handle that. I wouldn’t want to draw any attention to you." She said, disengaging from the hug.

She picked up the shirt that fell from her hand and carefully placed it on one of the compartments, then closed the closet.

"Mrs Grayson have you had anything to eat? I’ll go make some-"

Brooke inserted. "You just got back, I don’t need you to do anything for me-"

She shook her head, "But that’s my job. I shouldn’t have left you by yourself back then, if only I wasn’t so negligent." She balled her fists and let out a hiss.

Brooke parted her lips to interrupt, but Hannah’s phone rang, she took it out of her jacket and froze at the caller. She forced a smile, "Mrs Grayson, I have to take this, please give me a moment." She said, then rushed towards the door.

But Brooke held her by the elbow, "Is everything okay? You look pale." She observed.

Hannah nodded, "Just a moment please." She said, then dashed out of the room. freēnovelkiss.com

Watching her leave, Brooke heaved a heavy sigh. She walked over to her bed and slumped hard on it. Turning on her side, she stretched her hand out, over the part Thane slept on. She imagined him laying next to her, the ever so gentle look on his face, and the calm from his eyes.

"Mr Grayson..." she moaned, her eyes watering at yesterday’s conversation.

She closed her eyes, "How do I begin to tell you everything that’s weighing on my mind without sounding selfish?" Just as she breathed that thought, she felt a vibration on the bed.

She moved her hand around until she found her ringing phone. She picked it up, without checking who was calling, her mind half minded on the other person.

"Hello-"

"Have you had dinner?" Thane asked over the phone.

Brooke’s eyes widened, immediately she sat up, "Mr Grayson?!" she shouted, making sure she heard right.

He repeated the question, "Have you had dinner? My team is out buying dinner, I can have some sent to you if you haven’t had any."

Brooke shook her head, forgetting he couldn’t see her.

Thane sighed, "If you don’t want to talk-"

Realizing her blunder she spoke up, "I would love to have dinner with you, if that’s okay."

Thane dismissed the thought, "It’s late and you have filming tomorrow. Rest up, and have the chefs make you a meal..."

Adamant she pursued, "But I want to eat with you tonight." She clutched the sheets and pressed her lips tightly against each other, waiting for his response.

Before he could get a word in she insisted, "As your wife, can’t I do that much?"

For a good quarter minute, the call was silent, she checked twice to make sure he hadn’t ended it. When she saw that the call was still on, she tried again.

"I’m sorry-"

"I’m on my way." He announced.

Brooke frowned. "But you’re busy and it’s so late-"

"Brooke, I’ll come to you." He said, finally using her name. In a soft spoken tone he said, "I want to eat with you too."

Hearing those words Brooke couldn’t stop the tears in her eyes from falling. "Alright, I-I’ll see you later then." She said, then ended the call, her eyes lit up with excitement.

She got out of bed and immediately dashed for her closest, to find something to change into.

"I’m on it, so don’t worry, and please just give me more time." Hannah said right before the person on the other side disconnected the call.

She hissed while opening her door, "Damned prick-"

"You’re still as crude as I remember." Gilbert chimed, holding the tray of dinner away from Hannah.

Turning her phone off she cracked a laugh, "What’s this? You’re bringing me dinner now? I thought I told you not to go falling for me old man."

Gilbert rolled his eyes, "This isn’t for you, it’s for Mrs Grayson."

She raised a brow, an all knowing look on her face, "But that’s my favorite brown mug and it smells the way I like I toast too."

Gilbert raised his nose, "It’s already gotten cold, I can’t serve this to Mrs Grayson. I guess you can have it, so my effort won’t go to waste." He reasoned, passing her the tray.

Hannah slowly shook her head from side to side, "It wouldn’t hurt you to be more honest with yourself. Or what? Are you afraid I’d tease you?"

"Haa." He sighed, "I do miss the quiet in this house while you were gone. It’s a pity I couldn’t keep you out of my hair for much longer."

Hannah snorted, "Sorry, but you’re stuck with me." She picked up a slice of toast and took a bite out of it. "I’m not going anywhere." She said meaning every word.

Gilbert softened his gaze at her pettiness, but only for a second. In a low tone he said, "Don’t go off on your own like that ever again. Don’t give others sleepless nights worrying about you."

Hearing his words her smile dropped, she parted her lips her eyes painted with surprise, "You stayed up for me?"

Gilbert faked a cough, his hands fell to the sides of his face, cupping his ears. "Not me, Mrs Grayson, she was worried about your whereabouts." He grunted. "Why would I care if you went away? Whatever happens to you is none of my concern..." his words trailed off when Hannah got on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his in a quick kiss.

Gilbert’s face turned red, he pointed furiously at her, "W-What the hell, you crazy-"

Hannah chuckled, "I guess an old man deserves a reward every now and then for good behavior."

Before Gilbert could say a word, she slipped back into her room and locked the door behind her.