The Woman From Hell

Chapter 164

"Alright. You head over there first, I'll come to accompany you once I've wrapped up matters here." I took a card out of my purse and handed it to her." Treat yourself properly once you get there, and the same goes for the child in your womb too."

"I've still got some money with me. Keep your card."

"Don't bother with niceties when it comes to me. Do you think I don't know how much money you have left? Didn't we agree to stay together? I should pay for my share of the house as well. Take it! I have Theo for now, so I'm not in any need of money," I said as I stuffed the card into her hand.

This time, she did not refuse. She laid her head on my shoulder and said, "Wanda, we've both got kids now. From today onwards, we will no longer be lonely souls on this planet."

Yes, children brought with them attachment. We would no longer be lonely women with no family or friends.

I did not return to the mansion that night. After phoning Theo to let him know I would not be returning, I spent the rest of the night talking to Cecilia.

The next morning, I drove straight to Mason's hospital. When I passed by a diner, I hesitated for a bit before going in and buying some pancakes and soy milk to bring with me.

Mason only opened the door after I had been knocking for a long time. Dark circles shaded his eyes, his hair was slightly mussed, and he looked exhausted. He looked so unlike his usual polished self.

I asked in surprise, "Did you... pull an all-nighter?”

his brows. "I was working on a report,

vaguely remembered Theo mentioning that they had been conducting some pharmaceutical research recently. I guessed that Dr. Lynch had been working o n that. Waving the breakfast food in my hands at him, I said, "Your health is the cornerstone of everything you do. You'd

look. However, he did not say anything and merely turned to walk out of the room to tidy himself

for him. As I waited, Theo texted me and asked if he needed to pick

shower, a change of fresh clothes, and a shave, he once again looked the part of the cold and

sat still as he stared at me. He then asked, "Tell me, what help do you need now? You've been pregnant for quite a while

was not a sociable person, and only ever came to fawn upon him when

don't want an abortion,"

the look on his face silently asking what I was

before asking, "D o you remember how I begged you to escort

now?" A slightly embarrassed look blossomed on his face as he uncrossed

I asked carefully, trying to lead the conversation in

sparkled, but there was also an alert look

not great at tactful communication and preferred to be direct with my words. Beating around the bush had never

such matters with a man seemed both awkward and

wanted to know the answer. I could not