The Woman From Hell

Chapter 197

His face was dark and sullen, his gaze deep and cold. After a long time, his thin lips parted. "Do you think it's fun to torture yourself like that every time?”

I looked down, covering my hands in front of my chest as I said coldly, "It's none of your business."

"You think I like to mind your business?" He looked livid, but his eyebrows were charming and

mesmerizing. "If you’re that capable, then take care of yourself when you’re sick.”

"You think I want you to take care of me? You’re the one who's nosy yet you’re blaming me?" I felt aggrieved and started weeping again.

He looked at me, and after a very long time, he sighed and drew out a piece of tissue to wipe my tears. He said helplessly, "Alright, alright. I'm the busybody who insists on taking care of you, okay? Look at you, crying like a baby. How embarrassing!"

"Yes, it's your fault! Even if I’m embarrassing, it still has nothing to do with you." I twitched my mouth, still choking with sobs.

He burst out laughing and picked me up from the bathtub. He grabbed the bath towel and wiped the water from my body before helping me change into a

set of clean pajamas. Then, he picked me up and put m e on the bed.

He propped his hands on the edge of the bed and leaned over to look at me, his thin lips slightly pursed. He asked in a deep voice, "Why were you in the rain in the middle of the night?"

"Bad mood." I yanked the blanket and covered my head with it.

you were in a bad mood?" He scoffed. "You did it on purpose, didn't you, Wanda? You're trying

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me.

pulled down the blanket and looked fixedly at him." I’m torturing

a word and merely looked at

was the one who called you to come back, didn’t

was infuriated,

time, he suppressed his anger and clenched his teeth. "Is it fun to

in moments like this? Hence, I raised my eyebrows and looked at him.

out to flick my nose. "Why do you have such inappropriate thoughts when you're already about

my eyes at him without

fixedly at me and smirked. There was a deeper meaning to his

and at this moment, his soaked shirt was stuck to his chest. His bulging pecs and abs were clearly outlined. It was such eye candy.

face grew hot and I looked

smiled and

to do it with you." His body might be seductive, but I was not

back to his senses for a very long time. There was

as he teased,

Me,

his shirt, I finally saw the long scars in front of his chest and abdomen. They were scarlet and hideous. None of them had recovered yet, making