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

me what you want.” His tone was so calm, his face so apathetic, that I had an unusual inkling he was just entertaining my

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

would hope to no longer have anything

able to work at Grant Corp, after we divorce. You'll need to be unemployed for at least three years before the child goes to school, so how are you planning to feed the both of you? With the measly amount of savings you have?

take other women's lifestyles and standards and use that against me! Even if we get divorced, I won't depend on anyone else. Don’t

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

I know you didn’t plan on explaining. Wanda Lane, who's the one

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

with another man. Not to mention that you had to make an entrance by holding his hand when you came in, doing all of

but alas, nothing came out. I was indeed at fault with that incident. I

been waiting for you 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 love.

still had the upper hand in the first half of the scene,

clearly in a short span of time. Besides, right now was not the best