The Woman From Hell

Chapter 160

Too many matters and too many heartaches had swelled up within my heart. This had nothing to do with the box now, and everything to do with a human's heart and intentions. Our mindsets were changing now. I could no longer be like I used to be, and his shifting attitude towards me had become habitual.

Like most men, when he was faced with my accusation, he felt wronged and helpless but did not want to fight. He wanted to resolve the matter calmly.

Theo looked at me and said in a grave voice, "Wanda Lane, I was wrong about the box incident, and I'll apologize to you once again. We’re husband and wife, and I respect you very much. It has never crossed my mind to treat you like you don't matter. Let's not fight anymore, okay?"

He did not want to continue with the argument, but when my heart started grieving again over all the injustice I had ever been through, I could no longer hold myself back. "Theo Grant, let's just part ways! It's better for everyone like that."

I could admit that I was being rash again. That was something that I had felt no control over blurting out.

He was stunned, his onyx eyes turning their gaze to

land upon me. "You're serious?"

not saying

the box away. Just tell me what you want.” His tone was so calm, his face so apathetic, that I had an unusual inkling

a little dejected, I said, "I don't need anything, I just need you to

divorce, I would hope to no longer have anything to do with him for

least three

other women's lifestyles and standards and use

about Cindy Reed, we don’t have that kind of relationship! You're the one

I didn’t ask, I know you didn’t plan on explaining. Wanda Lane, who's the one between us that actually doesn't care about the other party

gaze. He had not asked about Tyler, so I had

"Just think about how overboard you've gone. The last time, during Petra White’s birthday party, you rejected me i n the afternoon only to blatantly show up to the party with another man. Not to mention that you had to make an entrance by holding his hand when you came in, doing all of

was indeed at fault with that incident. I had done

to tell me yourself. I wanted to put enough trust in you to believe you’d do that. Wanda Lane, this is an unconditional trust called

say in my defense. I had still had the upper hand in the first half of the scene, but

impossible to explain clearly in a short