Mr Trap. Coldhearted
Part 137's

Cathleen looked at Gerald with a very intense highlight. It was as if she heard a word of apology from her husband. But it was not very clear because the man spoke while walking towards him, so what sounded clear was the last word.

Cathleen's head shook. “No, I just came out,” he replied with a face that still has not shown peace.

Gerald took Cathleen by the hand. “We're home now, huh? Mommy has brought us a lot of food.”

The call does not mean to seek approval. Because, Gerald has led Cathleen to walk to the car.

Gerald opened the door for his wife, even closing it again. In fact, he is a lazy person once bothered by such trivial things. But, in order to be forgiven by Cathleen, Gerald did something that was never done.

The mini cooper vehicle immediately drove over the highway. The atmosphere in the car was very quiet. Gerald so felt like something was lacking because usually Cathleen is always babbling or singing even though the voice is not good.

“You want to turn on the music? Who knows you're tired of the silence,” bargained Gerald as he took a quick glance at Cathleen.

Cathleen shook her head in response. He was enjoying the building and the vehicle passed by Gerald's car.

Gerald sighed softly. It turns out that persuading women is very difficult. ‘It is better to live alone if I am not bound by an agreement with family,’ murmured inwardly. To be honest, he dizzy himself facing Cathleen. Though he had said an apology but the woman still seemed indifferent to him.

Gerald's car started to get into the basement. Cathleen went down before her husband came out.

Gerald brought a papperbag filled with food from the Mommy, immediately following Cathleen who had walked ahead of him.

The two men remained silent while in the elevator. Gerald had no idea what else to talk about when Cathleen was fasting to chat with him.

The door to the apartment was opened by Cathleen. He went inside ahead of Gerald and was immediately lost in the bedroom door.

“Is my way of saying sorry still wrong?” murmured Gerald while putting the bagged luggage on the dining table.

Seeing that it was already afternoon, Gerald chose to let Cathleen clean the body first. “Better I heat food for dinner.” While he put the container brought by Mommy Gabby into the microwave.

After serving the entire meal to the table, Gerald sat for a while on the sofa playing on his mobile phone. He read the general news, especially the weather, did not forget to spend time playing games while waiting for Cathleen out of the room.

But, until Gerald's battery power runs out and time shows seven nights, Cathleen doesn't show a nose stick. Finally, Gerald knocked on the door of the room after charging the phone in the game room.

“Cath? Open the door, let's eat,” take Gerald.

Before long, the door that had been knocked on was swung inward. Cathleen poked out in long sleeping pajamas. The fragrance could even be smelled by Gerald as the wife walked past him. It was a soothing fragrance, but when I remembered the cold war that Cathleen had fought, it made the atmosphere uncomfortable.

The couple sat facing each other. Cathleen picked up the food and placed it in front of Gerald. He said nothing, but Gerald continued to smile because his wife was ready to prepare food for him.

“Thank you,” said Gerald while lifting the plate given by Cathleen.

The two ate dinner in silence. No conversation, what else is the habit of questions that are often thrown by Cathleen also began to disappear.

“The weather forecast tonight will snowstorm, maybe the air will be cooler than usual.” Now Gerald is trying to open the subject.

Cathleen nodded in understanding. “I've read the news.”

“Oh, I thought you didn't know.”

Again the atmosphere became quiet. While finishing the meal, Gerald thought of another topic of conversation. But, until both dishes were clean, nothing came to mind.

Cathleen pulled the dirty cutlery and brought it for cleaning.

Gerald could only stare at the back of the wife who was washing the dishes. “Cath, how is the heater in the room? Do you feel cold sleeping alone?”

“No, the heater is fine and the room is also warm,” Cathleen replied. Even though he is launching a strike action, but if asked still answered.

Gerald didn't say anything when he picked up the phone. He just listened to the information and immediately closed the call again.

Gerald's body stood with his hands clasped on his cell phone. He swung his legs, eroded the distance and hugged Cathleen from behind. “I go to the game room first, huh? There's something important I need to do. Tonight I will accompany you to sleep, your time to silence me is up.” After a long talk, he turned the wife's body until the two bodies stuck together.

Gerald's hand grabbed Cathleen's chin, raising her face until a beautiful figure filled both of her corneas. Not giving the slightest gap to the evasive wife, Gerald put his lips together with Cathleen. He kisses without permission, if attention is not able to reduce anger, then physical touch is one way that comes to his mind.

“Goodnight, Honey,” said Gerald after ending the kiss. He rubbed Cathleen's lips to remove the wet marks from her actions.

Cathleen until there was no time to breathe out of surprise by Gerald's touch. Even when her husband walked away and both eyes could only see his back, he drew air into his lungs after he was unable to say anything.

“My heart is starting to be unfriendly again,” Cathleen said as she touched the chest that was pounding very fast.

Cathleen immediately went into the room to neutralize the thump from the feeling that Gerald had just broken. He immediately washed his face and put on skincare, raised the warm temperature and pulled the blanket. “I have to go to bed before Gerald catches up and finds out that my heart is pounding.”

While Cathleen is trying to get herself into dreamland, Gerald still remains in the game room. I don't know what the man did because until one in the morning he had not followed to the room.

Cathleen hadn't made it into a dream. He began to feel cold when the heating did not seem to function normally. Even though the snow outside began to rush to make the cold try to break into the apartment. Of course, making him shiver now because he cannot stand the extreme temperatures.

Cathleen could not bear to be in the room, she carried a thick blanket wrapped in body to the living room where there was a fire stove that could be turned on there. He did not want to knock on the game room to warm himself up there. The pain in Gerald's heart is still not gone. So, he turned on the fire stove and curled up on the carpet.

At two o'clock in the morning, Gerald just finished the whole thing. He came out of the game room and immediately looked when he saw a thick blanket in front of the fire stove.

Gerald made sure first in the room. “Cath?” call him. It was empty when the lights were turned on.

Gerald went straight to the fireplace. Squatting down and touching a blanket. He could feel someone shivering behind the thick cloth.

Gerald's hand, of course, flicked the blanket to make sure it was the wife. When he saw Cathleen's pale face, he immediately held up his back. “Why are you sleeping outside? I told you tonight there was a blizzard.”

Though her eyes were closed, Cathleen could still hear Gerald's words. “Pe—manas in room is broken,” he replied in a soft voice.

Gerald also undoes the intention to bring Cathleen into the room, he moved to open the door of the game room because there the room heater is newer.

“Why don't you come into my room if you know it's cold? Is it so angry that it makes you better cold than warm your body in one room with me?” While speaking, Gerald poured Cathleen's body over the bed that was not too wide because the room was more gaming equipment.

Cathleen did not reply, she fell silent and resigned when put to sleep by Gerald.

Gerald took the initiative himself. He also laid his body behind Cathleen's back, got into a blanket and hugged her to provide warmth.

“Cath, anger may be, but don't torture yourself. Your body is so cold,” Gerald said as his skin came into contact with Cathleen. He could feel his wife's unusual body temperature. “I'm sorry if it hurt your feelings, as much as possible I won't repeat again,” he added while increasing hugs.

Instead of answering, Cathleen cried. A rare sentence that he could finally hear.

“I know you're hurt, don't cry anymore. I am always weak when facing women who shed tears, what else are the people closest to me and that is because of me too,” pinta Gerald. He twisted Cathleen's body without removing the blanket that covered the body. Removing the wet trace on the woman's cheek.

Cathleen replied with a hug as well. She was not crying out of sadness, but out of sadness. Spilling a full sense of relief in the chest of the Gerald field. “I also apologize for silencing you and for leaving with my ex-lover.”

Not only did Gerald feel guilty, but Cathleen was just as unpleasant as the cold war.

“It’s okay, we forget about the problems that have passed,” Gerald said as he rubbed the top of Cathleen's head with gentleness.

...*****...

...Yailah, romantic-romantic deh Ge, you are not suitable to behave sweet rich that way! Some of the Cath meme-menye very si so girl, little sulking.*jealous edition because not hugged*...

...This is 3 chapters I made 1, meaning there are no more updates for today....