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

after being tormented the

said h

initially want to wake up. However, I forced myself to get

with Theo and underwent a series

of relief. This child had gone through so many difficulties. Every time I bled, I feared I was going to

had been

shopping for clothes, he did not try getting special treatment. This

with the men around him. He did not usually enjoy talking, so it

Theo's lips curled upwards as he said, "Life is such an extraordinary thing. I find it difficult to imagine that this little black dot will grow up to become a human in

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

turned around

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 wait in lines wherever

prepare a meal. When we get home, you

on a

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

had happened last time. I had not agreed to it because of our long-time

told me to ignore the incident with the advertisement, I still felt guilty about it and wanted to learn the