The Woman From Hell

Chapter 159

Miss Woods thought about it for some time before she shook her head and said, "I gave you the box before this, but I haven't seen it since I came over again. I didn't even see it when I was tidying up the house. Think carefully. Might you have locked it up upstairs?"

"I'll look for it again." I was prepared to go upstairs to carefully look through everything once more.

I remembered that Miss Woods had mentioned within the box was something Grandmother had wanted to give me. She had asked me to only open it when Theo brought up divorce.

I had never thought of using it to save my marriage, so I did not care. I did not even remember where I had kept it after bringing it back.

Theo was quiet as he drank water in the living hall. His gaze was a little dark when he glanced at me, but h e was always like this, so I did not pay much attention to it and simply went back to my bedroom.

I tried looking through the cabinets in my room, but there was nothing. I remembered that I had changed rooms, so I went up to the third floor to look, but it was to no avail again.

Theo came up to me, his face a little pale. I assumed it

was because he was still not fully recovered, so I said," It's getting late, go ahead and rest. I'll look for a while longer."

against the doorframe and stared at me. When he finally spoke, he asked, "Have you ever looked at the contents of the

my head. "When Miss Woods gave it to me, she told me to only

such plans, so I didn't pay much attention to i t at the time. I presumed it was company shares or something like that,

Theo scoffed, his tone laced

was what I had assumed was inside. It was the only

for it. Since I don’t have any plans to file a divorce, whatever that was inside that box isn’t important to you anymore. It’s just like what you said, i t was just some asset-related things.” When he finished speaking, he went into the room, took out his pajamas, and

stared at him. "How did you know? You've opened the

just some monetary items, nothing of

furious. I bellowed, "What made you think you could open that box? Grandmother gave it to ME,

it's mine!"

respected me. Just like that incident where he

not suddenly been reminded of the box, he probably would have never said anything for

his expression darkening as he barked, "I said I wouldn’t divorce you, so you’d never even get the chance to use the box. Why are you

up till now, you still have

looked at me and did not

my heart as I continued, " I'm not angry because of the box itself, I'm angry because of your attitude. Inside your heart, do you even have an ounce of respect