Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 108: Folding Because Of His Wife

When Brooke woke up, she was not only on the bed, but in her husband’s arms.

She tried to figure out how she got in that situation but nothing came to mind. And while, she planned to stay like that the entire time, a knock on the door forced Thane awake.

"Mr Grayson, this isn’t what it-" in the middle of trying to explain herself, Thane pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Good morning." He greeted, still holding her in his arm.

Brooke swallowed, had this man always been this bold?

The knocking persisted, and Thane just kept ignoring it, like it was nobody’s business.

"A-Are you not going to get that? Or should I?" She asked, sitting up.

"It’s only going to be a hassle to us spending the morning in today, before we go out in the afternoon." He responded, crossing his hands behind his head, to act as a pillow.

Brooke’s cheeks burned with how intently he stared at her while speaking. He still had that casual shirt on, with the first two buttons unfastened, exposing his skin.

Dry coughing herself proper, she retorted, "Where are we going?"

"To my company. I have to make some checks, and I thought to do so while we’re here." He said over the knocking.

Brooke wondered just who could be so persistent that they didn’t take the hint that Mr Grayson wasn’t going to see them.

"B-But why would you take me with you to the company?" She questioned.

His tone softened,"Why would I not?"

By this time the person knocking stopped, leaving Brooke relieved, only for Thane’s phone to begin ringing. Brooke caught a glimpse of the contact calling, who was saved as ’Rosalind’ and guessed that was the person at the door.

"Answer it, please."

"Brooke-"

"We’re already here, and besides you still didn’t get to properly wish your father a happy birthday." She reasoned, reminding him the whole reason for this trip.

Thane who would’ve never answered a call he didn’t want to, found himself folding just because his wife requested it.

He picked up the phone next to him, and answered. "Yes-"

"Son! I was so worried! You weren’t answering, so I thought something bad had happened to you."

Although the phone wasn’t on speaker, Brooke could hear the woman’s frantic voice.

’Rosalind is his mother?’ she figured, as she slowly got out of bed, and into her wheelchair. She could see the slight discomfort on Thane’s face while speaking to her and decided to give him privacy.

She retreated to the bathroom, which was surprisingly clean.

"It’s almost as if they have the staff clean this place every day." She pointed out, expecting to have seen cobwebs or something of the sort.

She opened the smart cabinet, and noticed it was filled with a lot of painkillers. She frowned at the amount of medicines stacked up there.

Her heart sunk.

There definitely was something wrong with Thane, something she didn’t understand why he was hiding it from her.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she wheeled herself outside.

"What did she want?" Brooke asked, wheeling over to the bed.

"What else? She demanded we come down to breakfast." He responded.

"Well we should get ready..." Brooke was saying, until she realized she didn’t have any clothes to change into.

Embarrassment flushed on her face at the realization of how crazy this entire trip was. In her wildest dreams, she never imagined she’d fly to another country on a whim.

"I’ve asked for some clothes and breakfast to be brought here."

"What about your mother? Won’t she be disappointed we didn’t come down?" Brooke asked, under the false impression her husband cared much for their opinions.

It didn’t take long for the clothes and breakfast to arrive. Thane went into the bathroom first, and had Brooke eat in the meanwhile.

She eyed his plate of food, and noticed some medicines were wedged under his plate. Quickly she took out her phone and took a picture of them.

’I’m sorry for doing this, but I’m just worried about you.’ she thought to herself, trying to ease her guilt.

After their breakfast and change of clothes, Thane led Brooke downstairs to where the cars were parked.

In her entire life, the only place she had seen so many cars parked together was at the bank.

"Mr Grayson-"

"Thane." A voice from behind cut him off.

She looked over her shoulder to see a ginger haired lady, with two details standing behind her.

Brooke recognized her as the woman who fainted yesterday, and wondered if she was part of the family too.

Thane opened the backseat door, "Brooke, let’s go-"

"Please, can I talk to you?" Mallory cried out, "My family will be here tonight to pick me up. We may never get another chance to speak to each other again." She pleaded.

But Thane did not budge, he carefully lifted Brooke off her wheelchair and into the backseat. He turned to circle to the other side, but she held him by the sleeve.

In a quiet voice she said, "Just, hear her out, the poor thing looks just about ready to cry."

Thane flattened his brows, why did his wife have to be so empathetic towards everyone she meets

He kissed her forehead, "I will be back shortly." He said then left to speak to Mallory.

Brooke at first was convinced that she was doing a good thing for the helpless girl, but as they conversed, she couldn’t help but notice some subtle details.

The woman would look away while he spoke and twist her hair, all while maintaining a bashful smile.

Brooke frowned, she didn’t like the sight she was seeing. Even a blind person could tell that this woman was in love with Mr Grayson.

’She’s so pretty.’ Brooke thought, assessing the woman from head to toe. ’And even her clothes are expensive too.’

Seeing someone more attractive than her flock around Mr Grayson made her heart swell. Ever since moving in with him, no other woman made her feel threatened.

Not even Tara, who her husband fired without a second thought.

But now, this beautiful woman opened Brooke’s eyes.

"He’s a rich heir, he’s probably not starved of women." She thought aloud, "Will a plain Jane like me even be enough?"