The Woman From Hell

Chapter 121

"Wanda, can't you talk nicely?" Theo spoke. His facial expression looked terrible.

I turned to look at him and smiled. "President Grant, you're right. How dare I not talk nicely? Otherwise, if President Grant is unhappy, I might lose my life with just one push."

"You..." He looked at me. At last, he fell silent but still looked extremely unhappy.

Cindy, who was standing beside, said, "Wanda, don't blame Theowy. I'd like to apologize to you on behalf of him..."

"I'm tired. Can you please get out of here!" I refused to hear another word from Cindy and drove them out. Then, I turned around, unwilling to even look at them.

Cindy still wanted to talk, but she was dragged out of the ward by Theo.

I felt depressed all of a sudden when I saw them leave. Despite having survived the fall and operation, I was sad.

I stayed in the hospital for the next few days, living a life of isolation. No one knew that I was in the hospital.

day, so I was still able to know what was going on

conference and admitted he was in a relationship. Yes, he did it to clear my name. He pretended to have a girlfriend and said she was not in the entertainment

with a rich madam, news of him being in a romantic relationship still affected him badly as he

every day. Some fans even began to turn their backs

develop his career. Although he had not come looking for me these days, I knew it was

high status. She began her new life as a princess. Now, there was no

short, a lot of things had happened but I was not

to me, but I had no interest in worrying

the baby was almost four months old. The baby bump was showing now. The doctor said the baby was incredibly lucky after experiencing many ups and downs. The baby was

this time. There were many times when I thought that it was the child's fault that I ended up like this. If it had not been for the baby, I could have divorced Theo and live a life of my

knew I had psychological issues and I was mentally ill. However, there was no way to

every day. Even so, every time h e came, we would either fight or I

he started visiting less

quiet. Many times, I would just sit on the bed for the whole day. Without saying a word, I would just

handled my discharge procedures early in the morning, he fetched me