The Woman From Hell

Chapter 144

"Well, not every woman is so picky. They do have their own considerations as well. As a woman, the focus isn’t on the food trucks by the roadside but the intention of the person who brought them there.” I said faintly.

"What do you mean?” Xander lifted his eyes and looked at me.

"For example, you brought me here today to share this good find with me. We’re friends, and I'm grateful.

However, if you were someone I had just met or am unfamiliar with, I’d have two thoughts about this. It’s either you're trying to test me, or you don't respect me. It's entirely different.

"Since we’re friends, I appreciate your gesture, since it's not easy to find someone who would share nice things with you. But if we were mere acquaintances, d o you think I'd still open myself up to you as a woman?”

"Did Theo Grant ever test you before? Are you a materialistic woman in his heart?" Xander asked abruptly, his quiet gaze boring into me.

I paused. Would he think so?

He would, I guess. I remember him mentioning that as

long as I agreed to the divorce, he would give me whatever I wanted. I reckoned that in his heart, I married him solely for the money.

while I was deep

some food into my bowl

are you?" Theo's cold yet furious voice rang from the other

out of the

How can I help you?" My tone was formal

so he headed inside

doing?” His tone dropped a

with a friend," I replied to him blatantly. I had

has just come out from an

and handled all the procedures. Plus, judging by the way you're speaking, President Grant, it seems like you're on your way to recovery. If there's nothing else, I’ll hang up first," I replied nonchalantly,

hospital, now.” His voice was icily demanding. He

"I'm afraid I'd have to disappoint you, President Grant.

the heck are you with right now?!" He roared,

from my ears and replied

you in such a rush to find yourself the next man? We're still married, and you're still obliged t o take care of me." I could tell that he was mad, extremely

"On what basis am I obliged to take care of a husband who got himself into an accident

unhappy. I'm being considerate toward you.