The Woman From Hell

Chapter 201

While messing around, we barely prepared the ingredients for the lasagna.

Theo rolled out the lasagne sheets while I stacked the sheets and meat. Soon, the lasagna for three was almost done.

After the lasagna was placed into the oven for quite a while, Theo's phone rang. He looked at it and said, "I'm going to take this call. I'll be right back. When it's done, you can go ahead and eat it first.”

As I looked at the cheese bubbling on the lasagna, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

If he had to go elsewhere to take the call, the only person who could be calling him was Cindy.

I could not help but gaze at the courtyard, only to see him leaning against the wall. He had one hand in his pocket and a soft look on his face as he chatted happily.

I felt even more uncomfortable. I could not control my emotions any longer. I reached out and knocked over the portion of lasagna that I had taken out of the oven onto the floor. The lasagna splattered all over the floor and made a loud noise.

I did it on purpose but I did not understand why I did

something so extreme.

by and was the first to run over. When she

time, Theo came running in and wrapped his arms around me. He grabbed my hands and made sure they were okay. "Did you

back my hands and looked at the lasagna lying on the floor. I suddenly felt that everything was meaningless as I turned around and went

take Young Mistress to the hospital. I think that she's been emotionally unstable lately.

had been increasingly harder

o n the bed. I felt bad and did not understand what was going on with me. In the past, Theo had treated me worse but I could always put up with it, so

I was feeling made me panic, and I suddenly wanted to talk to someone. I took out my phone and sent a message to Cecilia. [Are

laughable that I could not even tell her directly that I

is amazing. I've been eating local fruits and it's mango season, so

could see that Cecilia was very happy

relaxed. I sent her back a reply. [How's your appetite? I s your food

few recipes that my landlady taught me. I've planted

how carefree Cecilia was and gently typed out a message. [I'm

about to put the phone down, I got a call from

her call, her worried voice sounded. "Wanda, you don't seem

no wonder she was my best friend. After