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.

want to.” As he spoke, he adjusted my head into a more comfortable position and reduced his movements so I could sleep

the entire night, so I fell asleep

and said h e was taking

I did not initially want to wake up. However, I forced myself to get up when I remembered that my child was long due

and underwent a series

a sigh of relief. This child had gone through so

child had been

the last time we went shopping for clothes, he did not try getting special treatment. This time, he obediently complied with the

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

thing. I find it difficult to imagine that this little black dot will

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

mind my reaction as he turned around to ask me, "What would you like to

the back 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

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

this that pregnancy would be so hard on a woman. Things that used to be easy for me to do had now

I went to work every day, I arrived late and left early under Theo’s supervision.

had happened last time. I had

the incident with the advertisement, I still felt guilty about it and wanted to