Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!-Chapter 303: I’ll Kill Him

Audrey Sutton saw Shane standing under the porch light with his arms crossed, watching her.

She put away her scattered thoughts, not wanting Shane to notice anything unusual.

Audrey flashed him a smile and quickened her pace, running towards him: "Honey~"

The sweet call of "Honey" instantly quelled Shane’s temper, but he still kept a stern face: "Still know how to find your way home?"

Audrey linked arms with him: "I’ve been thinking about you all night. It wasn’t fun at all. I’d rather be home watching TV with you."

"Not fun at all, yet you played until this hour. If it was fun, you wouldn’t have come home, would you?"

"I couldn’t just spoil their fun, you know."

"Walked back?"

"...Got dropped off at the intersection. I walked from there."

Shane wrapped an arm around her and led her inside. "Who drove you?"

"The driver, of course. A car was arranged for pick-up."

Shane seemed relatively satisfied with her answer, his expression softened: "Go upstairs and take a shower. Do you want a midnight snack?"

While changing into slippers, Audrey said: "You actually allow me to have a midnight snack?"

Shane snorted: "What could have been edible at a party like that?"

Seeing his concern that she might be hungry, Audrey chuckled: "You’re the best, hubby. I’m a bit hungry. I just had some pastries, which tasted rather bland."

Shane glared at her but had already headed towards the double-door fridge by the counter. "What do you feel like eating?"

"Steak, maybe? Like the one you cooked last time, it was sooo good!"

"Steak this late at night." Shane mumbled but had already retrieved the ingredients from the fridge.

Audrey headed upstairs: "I’ll go take a shower, be down soon."

"When have you ever showered in less than half an hour?"

Audrey laughed, saying: "Please make me a fried egg too, thanks, honey!"

Shane, already busy at the counter, replied: "I think you should weigh yourself whenever you have time."

Previously, Audrey might’ve been upset when Shane teased her like that, but now she casually replied: "Isn’t there real satisfaction in having a well-fed wife?"

Audrey ascended the stairs lightly, lying in the bathtub, the warm water caressed her body, feeling comfortable and leisurely, yet her mind kept drifting to what Nolan Hawke said in the car earlier.

Honestly, she felt disgusted, but more than that, her mind was in turmoil, unsure of what to do.

She told Nolan that if he still had designs, she’d tell Barry everything.

But in front of Barry, she truly didn’t know how to start.

Barry genuinely has feelings, talking more than once in the dorm about Nolan, envisioning marriage and future, even children’s names.

If they really split, Barry might be heartbroken.

But she couldn’t bear to see him devote his true feelings to a scumbag.

Maybe Nolan only drank too much today, confused, hopefully tomorrow with a clear head, he’d pretend last night’s events didn’t happen, and truly cherish Barry.

But reality seemed far less ideal than Audrey imagined.

Lying in bed at night ready to sleep, she found unread WhatsApp messages on her phone.

Besides Laura Yates sending character illustration revision notes, Barry asked if she got home safely, and then there’s Nolan.

Looking at Nolan and Barry’s profile pictures, she’d updated to the couple’s illustrated icons she helped draw.

Originally meant to bless their sweetness, Nolan’s actions left Audrey’s heart unsettled, unsure of what to do.

She replied to Barry first, then opened Nolan’s chat box, saw his message: Audrey, please don’t tell Bear about tonight. I might have gone crazy. Let me calm down alone, I’m sorry.

Followed by two more: Good night.

Audrey closed the chat, tossed her phone aside.

She heard footsteps outside the bedroom, knew Shane was coming upstairs.

Audrey always felt marrying Shane was luck earned over eight lifetimes.

She considered herself average in looks and family background, nowhere near a celestial beauty, so neither Simon Sue nor Nolan Hawke could possibly be mesmerized by her charms.

Thus Nolan’s behavior puzzled her, he and Clarissa Morgan’s interactions were close, was this Clarissa’s scheme?

If that’s true, then was Nolan’s approach to Barry merely a coincidence? Was his love for Barry genuine or exploitative?

Audrey felt a need to clarify this, not gamble her good friend’s lifelong happiness.

"Why are you spacing out? Eyes wide open, not sleepy?" Shane placed the thermos cup of hot water by Audrey’s bedside because she often went downstairs in the middle of the night for water, so Shane got used to putting a thermos cup bedside for her.

Audrey stared at him smiling, blinked, watched him lift the blanket to lie beside her, she said: "I wouldn’t sleep without you here."

"Can’t sleep without me?"

"I just can’t. I want to hold you to sleep."

Shane, watching her snuggle in so luxuriously, couldn’t help smirking. He pulled her closer, then switched off the room’s lamp, leaving only the dim bedside light.

Seeing her big, dark eyes still staring at him, Shane sternly told her: "Go to sleep."

Audrey chuckled, clutching the arm hugging her, burrowed closer into his embrace, suddenly called him: "Honey."

The word "Honey" from her mouth, Shane never tired of it, every time she called him like this, his heart turned into a marshmallow.

Soft, sweet.

"Hm?" he gently responded, fixing her blanket.

She looked up at him, smiles brimming in her eyes, daftly gazed at him for two seconds, said: "I’m afraid I’d get used to sleeping with you. What happens if you’re not here?"

Shane glared at her: "Cursing me, are you?"

"No." She shook her head, smiling, her small hand fiddling with his chest’s pajama button, jokingly asked: "Do you think we’ll divorce one day?"

Shane frowned slightly: "You seeing someone else outside?"

Audrey laughed, cheekily answering: "Not yet."

Shane snorted: "Tell me if you ever do."

Audrey curiously asked: "Why should I tell you, what would you do?"

Shane: "I’d kill him."