The Woman From Hell

Chapter 161

The corner of Theo’s lips curled slightly upwards as h e stood up and walked over. As he reached out to pull me into his arms, he said, "So don't make a fuss in the future, or you'll be the one who ends up exhausted again."

I rolled my eyes at him. He stroked my hair as he said i n a deep voice, "I was in the wrong for touching the box without your consent, but I was just curious about what my grandmother left for you."

He paused slightly before continuing. "After opening i t, I realized that the items inside were items my grandmother had hoped to use to keep our marriage together. We don’t need any material items to keep our marriage together, and I didn't want you to think that I hadn't pushed for the divorce because of the box. That's why I threw it away. Can you promise me you’ll never bring this up again and that we can live a normal and peaceful life?"

It was the first time Theo had ever been so patient, and perhaps even a little humble, when speaking to m e about such things.

I had to admit that I was slightly moved.

However, the fact that I did not feel secure in this marriage remained. Moreover, I was finding it more

and more difficult to get over his affair with Cindy. I knew in my heart that he would never be able to completely forget her.

Could we really live a normal and peaceful life in the future like he wanted?

I was the one

person I

a gift to

serious eyes,

tighter. "Don't ever bring up matters like divorce out of the blue

embarrassed, I nodded. I knew it was indeed my

a

into the bathroom. I did not have a single shred of strength left

the day, I would be the one feeling horrible. However, at the time, I just had no control over my

I had changed a lot during this period of time. Not only had my temper changed, but I had also become extremely

in your heart was not only tiring, but

despised the way

before ten minutes had even elapsed. When he walked out and saw that I was still sitting on the bed and staring into space, he frowned and asked, "Why aren't

did not say anything. He walked over and dried my hair with a towel, asking me," Didn’t you teach me to always dry my hair once I've finished showering?

out of the shower. Droplets of

arms around his waist as I pressed my head against his broad,