The Woman From Hell

Chapter 170

"Yes." My nose burned slightly as I quietly answered.

"I ordered you dinner, someone will send it over later. Soup is included, and you should drink some of it." His end of the line seemed to be very quiet, and I could even hear echoes as he spoke. He had probably stepped out to stand in a corridor to speak to me.

"Alright. Where are you, and what time will you be back?" I felt a wave of emotions rush over me as I gazed at the flowers, feeling a wave of inexplicable warmth and excitement.

"I'm having dinner with the others at the hotel. I'll try my best to be back soon." His voice sounded very deep.

We were still talking when I heard someone call out," Theowy, come in." It was Cindy's voice.

"You should go back! I'll hang up now.” I did not wait for him to say anything else before I hurriedly hung u p. I heaved a huge sigh when the call ended. My heart felt as if someone was pinching it slightly. It hurt and stung a little.

At the end of the day, I still greatly minded the affair and could not bring myself to act like my emotions were not all over the place because of it.

The doorbell soon rang. The meal Theo had ordered

for me had arrived. I opened the door to receive it and saw that it was a soup dish accompanied by multiple side dishes. They all seemed to boost one's health in one way or the other.

I did not have much of an appetite, so I went upstairs after drinking some soup.

to sit on the carpeted floor inside and stare into space. I imagined scenes of him sitting here and talking to our

child storybooks

there ever be such a day?

not think about in detail lest

had been sitting there when the

was Zedd. Why

you deaf? Haven't you heard me knocking for the last forever?” Zedd

was confused. Had there

second floor and that I

up the phone

expression on his face and Theo’s arm slung across his shoulder. "What were you doing, woman? Don't

say anything and merely reached over to help support Theo, who

past me and helped Theo walk into the living room. After depositing Theo on the couch, he told me to 'take good care of him' before he walked off without

knew Theo was drunk right now, why had he left him on the couch? Did he want me, a pregnant woman, to cart the

shook him." Theo, wake up.

eyes, sitting up on the couch to pull me into his arms. He did not say anything, but he had a painful

seemed to be feeling horrible. Reaching out a hand, I stroked his face and asked, "Do you

at me. His eyes seemed dazed

on his feet as he tried t o

and don’t move, or you’ll fall,” I