The Woman From Hell

Chapter 72

"Wouldn't it be inappropriate and disrespectful if I wore something so casual?" I was still a little worried.

"This isn't casual at all. We went the extra mile to get new clothes, after all." He continued to speak in a righteous manner.

"This looks so similar to the one I was wearing earlier -they’re both homewear."

"The difference is huge. Look, this dress has a collar but the one you had on earlier did not."

Just like that, Mr. Theo Grant had gone to the mall to shop for clothes, used his bodyguards to clear the place out, and ended up only purchasing a set of homewear.

After getting into the car, I furiously said, "I'm mad, Theo." This had been his first time taking me shopping, and I was tremendously disappointed.

"Why?" He turned around to look at me, his face full of questions as though he truly did not understand my anger.

"No one takes a woman shopping like that. I can’t believe you’re a company's president!" I turned sideways, speechless.

He was nothing like those domineering presidents in

movies, buying expensive clothes and branded bags for their women, hiring professional stylists for them t o stun everyone.

"I can't believe

I'm mad." I stifled my anger and

for you to pick out whatever you want. Cheer u p. It won't be good for the baby if you get angry." The corner of his mouth lifted, and his tone

could last for a very long time, and after a few years, these scattered memories would become the only sweet memories

What set this community apart was that unlike the peace and quiet of Regal

for anyone who could afford

a fan of quiet places, hence he had not been interested in this

stopped in front of a European-styled villa. From afar, I saw

a very attractive body figure walk

she came nearer, I was surprised to realize that i

Theo had brought

Mr. Grant. It's been a long time since we last met." Petra greeted Theo warmly

up and down, a hint of delight briefly emerging on her face before it quickly returned to its usual expression. She said

and responded in a faint voice, "Sorry to keep you waiting,

Ma'am," I politely

in, they're waiting." Petra enthusiastically took my

the table in the room. Petra introduced everyone to me. They were all either presidents or

dignitaries were

wandering out there all these years, and I often thought of home. I'm finally

e. Cheers."