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.

who said that one could get everything one

always the same no matter

wounds and endure the pain. I had always been alone,

the cold rainwater. The sensation pierced

my body taking over the pain from before. My head

could no longer hold on and was about to crash to

lightning speed and got up t o shut the windows, cutting out the deafening sound o f the storm outside. I could hear everything clearly

He was livid, and his lips

lay weakly in his arms with n o

quickly soaked his clothes. He reached

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

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

warmth returned

voice was chilly. "Wanda Lane, there are many ways for you t o

throbbed in pain again as I looked up with tears streaming down my face. I muttered, "It wasn’t m y intention to punish

rain could ease the pressure

looked down at me and sighed, wiping away the tears from my face with a towel. He said helplessly, "I can't shirk my responsibility toward the Reeds and Cindy. I can’t just ignore her. Promise me, don’t hurt yourself and the child anymore. You