The Woman From Hell

"I didn't sense any malicious intent from the four men. | don't know what kind of person it was who wanted to

seeeither."

There was a coldness in Theo's eyes. “No matter who i t is, I'll make them pay."

He did not want to continue this topic and quickly said, “Quinn asked us to go to her place for lunch tomorrow.

Do you want to go?"

I nodded. "Sure."

| woke up too early this morning and was already exhausted by now. | yawned uncontrollably. "I'm tired.”

He kissed my forehead and reached out to turn off the lamp. "Sleep."

| chuckled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight.”

| fell into a deep sleep this time. Maybe | felt very safe because Theo was beside me.

The next morning, Theo wokeup.

He was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was slightly damp. Maybe it was because he had just taken a shower.

"Someone called you." He handed my phone to me.

| was not fully awake yet. | reached out to take the phone and tapped to answer it. | then placed it to my ear,

closing my eyes. "How are you?"

"Not good!" Cassey’s irritated voice entered my ear." Are you back from Salt City yet?"

| hummed softly. "What's wrong?"

"Are you free today? Want to cout for a cup of coffee?"

| opened my eyes and said helplessly, "I have things to do today. Sother time."

Cassey tutted. "The day after tomorrow, then."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, | sat up from the bed.

I wanted to lift the covers but was afraid to see bloodstains on the sheet.

It had happened many times. That could only mean that something was wrong with my body.

"What are you thinking about?”

| cback to my senses and realized that Theo's face was really close to mine. | suddenly felt a little shy. |

quickly said, "Nothing."

He saw my embarrassment and was kind enough not t o teaseany further. He then asked with a smile, " Are

you hungry?"

| shook my head. "I don’t feel hungry."

Theo grabbed the clothes sitting by the pillow and placed them on my lap. "You have to eat even if you're not

hungry."

| helplessly sighed. "Okay."

He was getting increasingly naggier like a mother now. | wondered if he noticed it at all.

| began changing my clothes. My right hand felt a little numb from the compression when | slept, hence

| had difficulty buttoning my shirt.

Theo looked atlike he was looking at a child. He held my hands with a face full of helplessness. "I'll help

you.”

| pursed my lips and did not refuse.

Seeing him buttoning up my shirt unhurriedly, my already racing heart was pounding harder now.

They said that a couple would stop blushing and their hearts would stop racing after being together for a very

long time. They said that holding the hand of one's partner would feel like holding one’s own hand. However,

Theo and | had been together for so many years yet | still felt myself falling for him.

| only ate a little for breakfast. Theo insisted | eat more and it was useless no matter how many times | refused.

Finally, | grew a little annoyed. "Why are you forcingwhen | told you | can’t eat

anymore? Don't you know that it's not good for the body?"

Theo clammed up and stopped forcing me.

After breakfast, we left the house. | thought he would takestraight to Quinn's, but he tookto the dessert

shop instead.

| did not get out of the car and only looked out the window while asking curiously, "Are you buying desserts for

Quinn?”

Quinn was not a fan of desserts, but she did not dislike them either. She was concerned about her body shape

and would control her sweet tooth.

Theo raised his eyebrows. "No, I'm buying them for you."

"| just had breakfast."

Theo chuckled. "There’s a new menu item in this shop. It’s said to be the most delicious out of all their new

products. They're usually sold out by noon. But since you can't eat anymore, then let's go."

"Wait up!” | opened the car door and got out. "I can. Haven't you heard that women have two stomachs? One for

mains, and one for desserts."

Theo helplessly smiled. "I don't think the problem is that you can't eat but you just don’t like the food."

| pursed my lips and did not answer.

After entering the dessert shop and making our order, Theo asked me, "Takeaway or dining in?"

| saw that there were not many people in the shop, so | said, "Let's have it here."

We found a seat by the window, and | ate while looking at the mall across the road.

"What are you looking at?" Theo asked with interest.

| retracted my gaze from the window. "Nothing."

Theo reached out to pinch my chin. "Tell me."

| was a little speechless. "You're really annoying sometimes."

"You'll have to endure it even if | am," Theo said with a grin.

| looked at the mall from across the street and said indifferently, "Cecilia once toldthat if she had a boyfriend

one day, she would definitely take him to the mall to shop for handbags and high heels. She mentioned a few

brands but | didn’t know what they were at the time."

Theo raised his eyebrows. "Were they very expensive brands?"

I shook my head. "Not really. 1,000 to 2,000 dollars should do if there's a sale."

He was a little puzzled. "Why did she want to wait until she had a boyfriend to buy them, then?"

| looked at him and thought he did not know much about ordinary people's lives. | helplessly said, "When we first

started university, 800 dollars was all we got for our monthly living expenses. After paying for our meals, there

won't be much left for us to spend. Ladies love to dress up and often want to buy good-looking clothes and

makeup products. We would have to save up for months in order to buy them.”

He pursed his lips. "Do you still like them now?"

| looked at him and asked seriously, "Do you still play with Transformers now?"

He shook his head. "I've never played with those things."

The childhood of a rich family’s son was truly different from sons of ordinary families.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Grant." The surprised voice o f a woman rang out behind me.

I was stunned when | turned around to see Elena.

There was a seven to eight-year-old child beside her who looked very charming.

Theo smiled at her to greet her. 1

The little boy looked at the dessert that | had not touched. | noticed it and bent down to ask him, "Shall we share «

this dessert together?"