The Woman From Hell

Chapter 257

His arms were crossed in front of his chest as he looked at me and waited patiently for my answer as if he had all the time in the world.

I finally heaved a sigh and surrendered. "Tyler Schuman, like me, was adopted by our mother. We have been living together for more than a decade; he’s like a brother to me. However, something happened a few years back, and he left home. Ever since then, I lost contact with him. It was only recently that I got back in touch with him when we bumped into each other at Rosella City.”

I avoided the main point and spoke only about vague events, briefly walking him through our past.

He began with a poker face. "It all sounds so lovely, huh? Reuniting with your childhood sweetheart? Do you regret not meeting him earlier?”

Anger surged through my veins. I raised my voice. “I told you, he's my brother. That's all there is to it!”

"Wanda, do you think I’m stupid? If he's just a brother, why didn't you tell me about him earlier? And do all brothers act so snuggly and cuddly around their sister?" He squinted at me and sneered.

"The only reason I didn't tell you was because I didn't feel a need to. As I've already said, something

happened between us and I have more fear than affection toward him. I've already said I'm sorry for today-I know I was in the wrong, and I can admit to that, Theo. Anyway, it's getting late and you should eat. I'm going back to the room."

I was afraid staying would only push me past m y limit. There was no

yourself. Are you seriously apologizing to me with this attitude?" he roared at

I lay in bed and stared blankly at the ceiling, not feeling any

at me before turning into the bathroom. It was obvious he was still upset, just like I was, but it was also clear we were both trying to keep it to ourselves to avoid another

situation I was involved in at all. I knew for a fact I should not be acting this way, but I just could not seem to overcome it. If this were to persist, would I be able to stay sane

toweling his hair dry. Another towel was wrapped around his waist. That was all he was

his body, and then, I landed upon a bruise that spanned a good few inches. It started at his shoulder

looked like it hurt

By the time I fished out the vial

him

he glanced up at me

needs embrocation. Let me help you with that." I met his eyes and found myself

He tossed a glare at me, but he set his phone down and

out onto my palm and applied it along the mark on his

on the inside?" I

in the eyes. “Did that question not