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?"

nodded, not saying

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

said, "I don't need anything, I just need you to let me go and never contact

we really were to divorce, I would hope to no longer have

longer want anything to do with me, you won’t be able to work at Grant Corp, after we divorce. You'll need to be unemployed for at least three years

whom you think I am? Don't you dare take other women's lifestyles and standards and use that against me! Even if

many times about Cindy Reed,

everything with my own eyes. If I didn’t ask, I know you didn’t plan on explaining. Wanda Lane, who's the one between us

had not asked about Tyler, so I had just assumed that he did

continued. "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

my mouth, but alas, nothing came out. I was indeed at

enough trust in you to believe you’d do that. Wanda Lane, this is an unconditional trust called love. These aren't

defense. I had still had the upper

matter, too impossible to explain clearly in a short span of time. Besides, right now was not the best time to start