Love Is a Sweet Addiction

When Esther returned to the bedroom, she lay back on the bed, feeling even more irritated than earlier.

The image of that lady in the picture came to her again.

Who on earth was that lady? How was Terence so obsessed with her? What was more, he looked so angry and frightening, when he saw her staring at the painting.

She closed her eyes, trying her best to empty what didn’t matter out of her head.

No matter who that woman was, she had been a painting on the wall as well as the history for Terence. So she didn’t need to care about her, did she?This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Esther finally fell asleep, but she was uneasy even in her dream. She was clutching the quilt tightly while writhing from time to time. Besides, a layer of fine sweat was even oozing from her forehead.

In her dream, she came to a strange place where there were mountains and rivers. The scenery was good, but the atmosphere around her was weird and scary. It was sunny one moment ago and then gloomy next. In the dark, she suddenly saw a woman in white with long hair walking slowly towards her.

Esther could not see her face clearly, for two thirds of her face was covered with her long and straight hair.

This woman was way too strange, which scared Esther so much. She retreated step by step, trying to leave the place.

However, the woman suddenly stretched out her arm and strangled her neck. Then she raised her head, and her pale face appeared from her hair.

Esther was frightened because she could finally see the woman’s face clearly, who was exactly the lady in the painting in Terence’s bedroom.

It was her.

“You … let go of me.” She finally spat out a sentence when she was struggling.

The woman was beautiful, but she looked grim at this moment. She said in a cold tone, “Esther, Mr. Terence is mine. You can’t take him away from me.”

Esther was even more frightened, since the woman could call out her name clearly. How could she know her name?

Besides, the woman was strangling her neck tighter and tighter, as if she was going to kill her…

“Don’t! Help…!” She was making a desperate struggle.

Just as she was about to be choked to breath, she forced herself back and finally freed herself from the grab of the woman.

Esther sprang up from the bed and opened her eyes.

It wasn’t dark around her and that weird woman wasn’t here. Everything around her was familiar, since she was in her own bedroom.

What happened just now was just her nightmare.

She took a deep breath and wiped off the beads of sweat on her forehead. The nightmare she had was so scary that she even found her pajamas soaked up.

How come she had a dream like that? Why? She had no idea.

Was it because she accidentally saw the portrait of that woman at night and knew that woman was the beloved of Terence? Was that the reason why she had such a dream?

Perhaps. After all, she had never had such a dream before.

She couldn’t have a good sleep tonight due to that nightmare.

Fortunately, it was almost dawn. She could lie in bed, waiting for a new day to come.

When Lauren came in to talk with Esther in the morning, she couldn’t help but ask her after a long hesitation, “Lauren, could I ask you something?”