The Woman From Hell

Chapter 162

I pursed my lips, my indignation apparent in my voice and my eyes as I said, "Why? We're all pretending to be pitiful. Did the performance fail because of my acting skills or because of my lines?”

I did not get it. Why could Cindy get away with it every time she used this method, but I could not?

He smiled as he patted my head and said, "You’re fine the way you are, so why would you need to imitate someone else? How could you still be pitiful when you've got me now? There's no need for you to pretend to be anyone else. All you have to do is be yourself.”

His words made me suddenly realize that I should not hide my real personality when facing Theo. It would b e best for me to be as sarcastic to him as I liked and argue with him whenever I wanted.

Some people were well-suited to scripted acts, but I was not one of them.

Feeling listless all of a sudden, I broke away from his embrace and collapsed into sleep.

"No, you can’t sleep yet. Your hair hasn't completely dried,” he said as he lifted up my head and placed it o n his lap, where he continued drying it with a towel.

"I’m very sleepy. Just dry it with the hairdryer!" I said

with my eyes shut.

Just go ahead and sleep if you want to.” As he spoke, he adjusted my head into a more comfortable position and reduced his movements so I

tormented the entire night, so

nine the next morning and said h e

and sleepy, I did not initially want to wake up. However, I forced myself to get up when I remembered that my

to the hospital with Theo and underwent a series

sigh of relief. This child had gone through so many

child had been safe each

the last time we went shopping for clothes, he did not try getting

did something unprecedented. He began a discussion with the men around him. He did not usually enjoy talking, so it was truly

walking out of the hospital, the corners of Theo's lips curled upwards as he said, "Life is such an extraordinary thing. I find it difficult to imagine that this little black

eyes and did not say anything. Who would have thought that President Grant, such a shrewd and capable man

he turned around to ask me, "What would you

of the chair and listlessly replied, “Anything.” I had not been able to rest well last night, and the crowds at the hospital just now meant that we had to wait in lines wherever we went. Right now, I was exhausted, and the only thing I wanted to do was

phone Miss Woods and have her prepare a meal. When we get home, you can take a nap

nodded and shut my eyes. I did not know before this that pregnancy would be so hard on a woman. Things that used to be easy for

every day, I arrived late and

but I did not think it was a big deal. After all, she had mentioned resigning because of what had happened last time. I had not agreed to it because of our long-time

the advertisement, I still felt guilty about