The Woman From Hell

Chapter 194

Pulling my thoughts back, I picked up the phone and saw that it was from Cecilia.

I quickly answered the phone. "Cecilia! Have you arrived? Where are you staying?"

"I arrived a long time ago and found a homestay. It's pretty nice here. Don’t worry about me. Theo must've come and picked you up, right? You guys must’ve made up, huh?" Cecilia said, sounding relieved.

"You told him to come and pick me up?" I was stunned. I recalled seeing Theo's car and thought it was merely a coincidence, yet who would have thought...

"I didn’t. I just told him that you're going back to Salt City today and he asked me about your train number and time. It’s obvious what he wanted to do!"

I held my forehead and thought about Tyler's deliberate actions. It was no wonder Theo was mad.

Seeing that I did not say a word, Cecilia continued, "I know you still care about him, Wanda. Since you've made the decision to go back, let go of the past and spend the rest of your life with him in harmony. Talk t o him. Tell him what you want and what you care about. It'll only do you more harm than good when you

bottle up your feelings like that.”

had messed things up again. I sighed. "I may have messed things up

You can't let go of him when you're apart yet are always fighting with each

It was all my fault, actually. I liked to bottle up my feelings and thought he understood me well. However, that did not seem to be the case as the barrier between

can't let go of Cindy, while I can’t bring myself to ignore it. As

You leave and return him his freedom. Both of you will have nothing to do with each other in the

sighed. Seeing how things were right now as well as his attitude, it seemed quite impossible to achieve

on the train today and he pulled me out of the station with

Tyler sick in the head? Why is he everywhere?"

was. He was definitely doing it

the plan now? Are you planning

I can't go anywhere. We'll see what happens after the baby is born." I was

this child could change my

to Cecilia,

got out of bed to go

I had come downstairs, she beckoned me to take a seat and served a bowl of chicken soup. "Mr. Grant ordered me to make this soup first thing in