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.

one could get everything one wanted

was the result always the same no matter

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

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

the cold in my body taking over the pain from before. My head became heavy, and I was slowly

could no longer hold on and was about to crash to the

t o shut the windows, cutting out the deafening sound o f the storm outside.

livid, and his lips quivered in anger.

a mess as I lay weakly in his arms

and my wet clothes quickly soaked his clothes. He reached out to wipe the raindrops off o f my face before bringing me to the bathroom at

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

an inexplicable feeling gushed out of my heart. I felt very

warmth returned to

dark and sullen eyes. His voice was chilly. "Wanda Lane, there are many ways for you t o punish me. Don’t torture

as I looked up with tears streaming down my face.

not thinking too much at the time and merely felt that the rain could ease the

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