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.

spoke, he adjusted my head into a more

being tormented the entire night, so I fell asleep

the next morning and said h e was taking me to the hospital for a

forced myself to get up when I remembered that my child

to the hospital with Theo and underwent a series of checkups. The

relief. This child had gone through so many difficulties. Every time I bled,

child had been safe

went shopping for clothes, he did not try getting

around him. He did not usually

an extraordinary thing. I find it difficult to imagine that this

thought that President Grant, such a shrewd and capable man when it came to his work, would

did not seem to mind my reaction as he turned around to ask me, "What

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

meal. When we get home, you can take

would be so hard on a woman. Things that used to be easy

arrived late and left early under Theo’s

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 friendship, and I had asked her to just return home and

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