She had violated his taboo and didn't know how he would punish her later. Although she didn't regret running away, being caught and then chastised by Brandan was very troublesome.
Yet, despite the opportunity, not taking action was even more intolerable than death for her.
Iris Harris sat on the sofa, watching Brandan Hyde push the door open and enter. There was no expression on his face, but somehow, she detected a hint of coldness.
She picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, pretending not to see anything.
Since Brandan wasn't speaking, there was no need for her to walk into the trap.
Iris thought to herself.
Brandan came in and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. They hadn't communicated much these days; although they shared the same bed, he hadn't touched her, making her days rather leisurely.
Brandan, after showering, walked out wearing a bathrobe, and Iris watched as he walked right up to her.
