The Woman From Hell

Chapter 195

Miss Woods sighed and continued, "I remember the time when you first arrived in the Grant family. You were full of smiles. Old Madam Grant figured that Mr. Grant would one day be influenced by you and start to smile after the two of you got along after some time. It seems that Mr. Grant has changed quite a bit as he has started talking more when he's with you. He's also much gentler now."

I laughed. Really? My impression of him was that he was always a cold and lofty guy.

"It’s easy to be in a bad mood now that you're pregnant, but don't keep quarreling all the time. How are you supposed to spend the rest of your lives together?"

I understood that Miss Woods was worried about us and she was only saying this out of good intentions. Hence, I said to her with a smile, "Miss Woods, you've seen how he's been treating me all these years. He won't change because of me. That's my destiny and I acknowledge it. I'll control my emotions next time and stop quareling with him. Don’t worry."

"Oh, child!" Miss Woods sighed helplessly. "That’s how all young people are. If you don’t appreciate each other when you’re together, you'll only understand the

good catch you missed out on when you're my age. It'll be too late for regrets when that happens. Therefore, don't give up on the person you love so easily or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life."

Miss Woods persuaded me eagerly. I did not know how to respond and merely nodded in silence.

Between Theo and I, the one who was always in a dilemma had always been me. Things piled up and I bottled them up. I would keep them inside of me with no way of venting them out.

either. He did not even

now. However, these feelings were not an indication of love. Thus, he would

was just too

you said, Miss Woods. Thank you." She was saying it out of good intentions, but she was still an outsider and

her head

relationship would know if a relationship was cold or warm. What others saw was just the

D r. Lynch said he insisted on leaving the hospital before he was fully recovered. He kept

me to prepare all sorts of food

isn't home, you often daydream alone. When he's at home, you'll smile unknowingly and brighten up. That's love! Tell

the kitchen, Miss Woods." I cut her off and

stunned and

thoughts drifted far away. Theo loved me? I had no idea if my understanding of love was too superficial or if everyone's

was an extremely insecure person. I got extremely sensitive when it came to emotions and would

classifying them.