My Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 152

“Did she go back home? No way. Her phone is still here.” Kerry thought.

After looking for her for a long time, Kerry felt thirty and exhausted. He drooped his head and dragged his body back to the hotel.

The owner of the hotel was still watching TV. He saw Kerry coming back and he asked curiously: “You have been running back and forth for many times. What are you doing?”

Kerry collapsed on a sofa at the door and said sulkily: “Looking for a person.”

The owner remembered a girl took a key from him an hour ago. He didn’t have many guests at that time, so he thought Kerry was must looking for that girl.

He rested his elbows on the counter and said smilingly: “Did you quarrel with your girlfriend?”

Kerry shot him a glance and said: “She is my wife.”

The owner was surprised to hear that. Then why are there three of them? Who is that handsome young man together with them? He thought to himself.

“Is your wife a tall, beautiful woman? who has delicate skin and who is wearing a ponytail?” He asked.

Kerry said coldly. “Yeah. That’s her.”

The owner said: “You know, I never have the guts to quarrel with my wife.” Then he said in a lecturing manner: “When a woman is angry, all you need to do is to say something nice to comfort her. What did you do to make her refuse to live together with you?”

Kerry was confused. Did she find herself another room?

“I know I was wrong. Which is her room?”

The owner smiled and shook his head. “That is my guest’s privacy. I can’t tell.”

Kerry was speechless. He took some money out of his pocket and placed it on the table. “Here is the rent. Which is her room?”

The owner smiled slyly and put the money away. He pointed upwards and said: “It’s the room at the end of the hall on second floor. She specially picked a room that is the farthest to yours.”

Kerry rushed to that room without saying another word.

When he was at the door, he stopped, because he didn’t know what to say. He had always been so proud in front of her, and he found it very difficult to make an apology to her. But he knew it was necessary to apologize, or he would never ease his mind.

Kerry froze for a few seconds, and then he finally knocked the door. But there was no response.

What happened? He thought.

He pushed the door and found the door was not locked at all. He got in easily, and found the woman he had been looking for for two hours was sleeping tightly on bed.

Kerry’ s anger flared up. He couldn’t understand why would she go to sleep without even locking the door? What if some bad people got in? Does she have any concern for safety?