The Woman From Hell

Chapter 626

Theo stood at the entrance of the villa the whole time, his gaze looking so complicated that I found it hard to read.

The car drove far away but he remained rooted to the same spot. His tall and slender body was further obscured by the cold and fine drizzle.

I withdrew my gaze, looking down at the divorce papers in my hands.

"Is there really no room for change between the two of you?" Jerome asked, his voice warm and tender.

I cast my eyes down at the divorce papers in my hands and said in a bitter tone, "Jerome, some things may have passed but they'll always be there. Like a thorn, they'll prick you from time to time, causing you t o bleed non-stop."

How was I supposed to let this go?

From the moment the child died, up until learning about Cecilia's death, I had been searching for an excuse for myself. I had blamed Petra for everything, putting all my resentment and displeasure on her. I convinced myself time and time again to ignore Theo's role in it.

I told myself that he was innocent. There was nothing

about the child, nor could he have done anything about Cecilia's death. Even the part about him taking care of Cindy,

and could accept all these things. As long as he was good to me and cared about me, none of this

was a mistake knowingly caused by him. He knew full well that Petra and Grayson were my biological parents. I did not blame him for not telling me, nor did I resent

could not stand the fact that he knew Petra was

had agreed to have a divorce in the beginning, I would have taken the

tough for two women to raise two children together, but at

we arrived at Jerome's place, Xander opened the door with Munchkin in his arms. His long and slender figure stood straight at the door. He was looking at me with a complicated gaze, saying, "The food's ready. We were just

Munchkin in Jerome's arms and

for a hug and my heart melted. I reached out

"What’s your next course of

"I plan to

in Hothorn Residences. Can you ask around and see if

frowned. "Are you

a lot of