The Woman From Hell

Chapter 269

I was still thinking about Quinn and did not have much of an appetite, so I said, "I'm not hungry, just a little tired. Let’s go home!"

Theo stared at me for a while without saying anything before he started the car up again and drove us home.

Throughout the journey, scenes from just now flashed through my mind like a movie. Marcus' flagrant love, Quinn's elegance, Nancy's indignance, Matthew's anger...

Especially Quinn. As a girl, she had been brought up i n one of the best environments a child could have. Her pride in her family and herself should not have led her to become the mistress Nancy claimed she had been.

Why had she chosen to be with Marcus, a man several decades older than her, and why did she not seem to care about being branded with such an ugly name and being forced to cut ties with her family?

Could it be because of love?

If it was already a love so legendary that it even transcended the boundary of age, how deeply in love would she have to be before she could also ignore judgment from the rest of the world and willingly bear

all this aggravation?

When I thought of that, I could not help but turn to Theo and ask, "Quinn must be very in love with Marcus, right?”

Theo looked at me, the corner of his lips curling upwards into a smile as he asked disdainfully, "How d o you define and measure love?"

Define and measure?

thought about what love was, and how it should

never been able t o tell if Theo's feelings towards me were love or responsibility. Perhaps

else as he continued driving. When we drove past a ramen shop, he dragged me out of the car and forced me to

like Salt City. The journey seemed short in distance, but as we drove and stopped many times throughout

was exhausted from an entire day of activities, so I crawled into bed to sleep

quality of my sleep had improved greatly recently, and it was morning the next time I

room. I

maid saw me, she hurried out from the kitchen and smiled as she said, "Good morning, Madam. Sir has gone to the office to take care of some matters, and he

as long as it doesn't trouble you,” I said stiffly. I was still not used to

irritably. Theo had said his main reason for coming here this time was to accompany me, si I

the second day.

a grand breakfast spread over to m e. It was a combination of a traditional- and modernstyle breakfast, which meant that not only did consist of bread and milk, it also consisted of oatmeal,

at the side dishes as I ate half a bowl of oatmeal. Then, I remembered I was carrying a baby inside me, so I forced myself to have a serving of eggs and a glass

stomach felt bloated when I finished eating. I was getting ready to take a

It was Quinn.

look majestic, demure, and elegant. She had

so early? I was thinking to myself that youngsters today enjoy sleeping in, so I was