The Woman From Hell

Chapter 116

"Cindy!" From a distance, Petra panicked and darted over.

However, there was someone quicker than her. He went ahead and took Cindy into his arms.

"Quick, call 120.”

"Where did the family doctor go? Quickly give her a check-up."

All of a sudden, the hall was in a great frenzy. Some were checking on Cindy while some were softly comforting Petra.

A while later, Cindy finally opened her eyes. She stared at Theo who was carrying her and said weakly," Theowy, my whole body is aching. Will you send me to the hospital, please?"

"Okay." Theo glanced at me while I stood at the top of the stairs. He looked cold from head to toe. He carried Cindy out of the door as Petra and Grayson followed closely behind.

Guests who were left behind in the hall were talking quietly.

"It couldn’t be Mrs. Grant who pushed her, right? I saw

them talking earlier." “As expected, jealousy makes one go crazy. It must be her. I heard that President Grant always treats Miss Reed kindly, and Mrs. Grant is really unhappy about it. Besides, Miss Reed found her parents today. She must be afraid of losing her status, that's why she pushed her."

as outstanding as President Grant is a better match for someone with a status like Miss Reed's.

at all. She looks like a

it? Aren't all rich

unabashed discussions downstairs, but I could not bring myself

me exhausted. I

many people around." Zedd had enough of the scene and started to pick a fight

looks never came close to Cindy's, and even your family background isn't

Cindy is

control? At least I dare t o fight openly. Unlike you, you wretched villain. You can't even bring yourself to say you like her. You’re going to be a coward all your life." I spared no mercy with

You ingrate!" Zedd was hit

but I looked steadily forward and proudly walked over while slightly lifting my dress. I

outside. He was smiling with his gaze fixed

up and said, "This was your reason for bringing me here? If this is your way of torturing me, then congratulations. You've

I finally understood that he

liked to use the most merciless ways to directly torture me. Years had

him and ran outside. It was difficult to walk on the steps with heels. I decided to take my shoes off, carry them

I could not hail a cab. The only way was

to me. It did not speak, nor did it stop me. It only followed me at a