The Woman From Hell

Chapter 84

Theo responded and got up to walk toward the kitchen. When he walked past the stairway, he saw m e and stopped in his tracks. He looked slightly surprised and said in a low voice, "You're up.”

I should not have gotten up, more so went downstairs. I would not be feeling this sting of pain if I had just stayed in the room.

"Are you there, Theowy?" Cindy, who was in the bathroom, sounded a little anxious.

"You should go. Ms. Cindy might catch a cold later." I looked up, gave a small smile, and turned around to go upstairs. I did not spare him another glance.

I slammed the bedroom door and began panting. For a moment, my heart was clenching so violently it was a s though I was about to suffocate the next second.

The air in the bedroom was stuffy, and the storm howled outside the window. I got up and opened the window, only to be hit by a strong gust of wind. It nearly threw me off balance. I crouched on the floor as the rain came down on me, splashing my body.

I placed my hands on the floor and welcomed the storm. The rain and howling wind continued to splatter and hit my face. The rainwater went into my

nose and mouth. I could taste bitterness mixed with the taste of earth.

Only by doing this was I able to ease the prickly pain i n my heart and momentarily forget everything.

said that one could get everything one

the same no

own wounds and endure the pain. I had always been alone, and eventually, I would end up all

eyes, mixing with the cold rainwater. The sensation pierced through my limbs and bones, chilling

my body taking over

no longer hold on and was about to

the windows, cutting out the deafening sound o f the storm outside. I could

was livid, and his lips quivered in anger. He had never

I lay weakly in his arms with n o

me in this state and stopped talking. He hugged me tight, and my wet clothes quickly soaked his clothes. He reached out to wipe the raindrops off o f

the bathroom and removed my wet clothes very quickly before gently putting me into the

body continued to tremble as an inexplicable feeling gushed out of my heart. I

touched the hot water, warmth returned to my body

at me with dark and sullen eyes. His voice was chilly. "Wanda Lane, there are

tears streaming down my face. I muttered, "It wasn’t m y intention

not thinking too much at the time and merely felt that the rain could ease the pressure in my heart. I was just trying to release

a towel. He said helplessly, "I can't shirk my responsibility toward the Reeds and Cindy. I can’t just