The Woman From Hell

Chapter 263

"Okay!" Cecilia answered, spooning two greasy meatballs onto her plate as she spoke.

The expression on Mason's face immediately turned even darker, but he did not say anything else.

Xander and Jerome, who were sitting on the other side as well, were whispering to each other. They seemed to never run out of things to say to each other.

Sweeping my gaze across everyone, I grew bored and lowered my head to eat several mouthfuls of the food Theo had piled onto my plate before I lost my appetite.

Cindy gave Theo a meaningful look before turning to look at me. She had a soft smile on her face as she said, "Wanda, I never knew you were so popular. Not only are you friends with an actor, but your other friend is so handsome as well. Do you make friends with people because of their looks?”

Although Jerome was usually a carefree person who did not care much about anything and teased us daily, he could be even more protective of us than Cecilia was when outsiders were around.

I had noticed the sly look on his face ever since Cindy walked in. He had been waiting for his chance.

Sure enough, he took the lead once Cindy finished

speaking.

only is Wanda beautiful, but she has a kind heart as well. There are all sorts of wonderful men who are willing to be friends with her. Unlike someone else at this table, an unwanted woman who only knows

so brutally honest that they made everyone at the table sink into awkwardness. No

when they say birds of the same feather

your statement. Let's take you as an example. You're only fit to be in the same category as a b*tch like Cindy. Do you think it's cool to yell at another woman? Marry her and take her home with you if you have the guts to do it.

men are total b*stards, and they only like the ones they can’t get. The minute they succeed, she

stared at Mason as she said that, the corners of her lips curling up into a

she was acting now, it looked like there was indeed some history between the both

an instant, the atmosphere at the dinner table grew

napkin and wiped his mouth elegantly before he stood up and said, "This venue is not suitable for

hand to my forehead. Since when were

your favoritism at such a crucial moment!" Jerome gave

debating with herself on whether she should say something. In the end,

flung a calm gaze at me. When he saw the food Jerome had put on his plate, he said unhappily, "I don't

like something before doesn't necessarily mean you won't like it now. Besides, how will you know you don't like it before even trying

the table early because of my insistence, he wore an ugly expression on his face for the rest of the meal and did not say anything else. Thankfully, everyone present knew him well, otherwise, they would have thought he was throwing

went their separate ways after

not fully recovered, so he returned to the