The Woman From Hell

Chapter 921

Any woman who suffered that kind of humiliation would not have the courage to go on even if she survived.

This was the reason why Samantha eventually chose t o commit suicide. It was because it would be a relief for her.

For Theo and Mason, however, her death had become a lifelong pain in their hearts.

We did not say anything else after that and returned t o the hospital in silence.

The doctor performed checks on Theo. When he was done, he announced that Theo could be transferred to another hospital.

After learning about it, Petra booked tickets back to Whaldorf City. She was over the moon probably because she was going back to Whaldorf City, so she bought a lot of good food when she visited.

In the last few days, she and Grayson were almost always having meals with us in the hospital.

In her own words, food was more fragrant and sweet when more people ate together.

The food that Grayson and Petra cooked every time was so nutritional that I felt as though I had gained

weight from these meals.

two more days. I've instructed the caretaker at home to have everything prepared. She'll make a few dishes of different cuisines the night before, so just dig

with a smile, "Is there anything in particular that you want

was probably feeling down ever since Samantha's death was brought up again, so he

that Petra said. I nudged at him, and only then did he snap back to

"Is there anything in particular that you'd like to eat? Tell me so I can ask the caretaker at

and said faintly, "I'm fine. There's nothing in particular

was stunned and asked

something on Theo’s mind, he seemed very quiet. The atmosphere was somewhat

to take care of him now, so after staying

a call. Theo then instructed him on

and

found the best ointment. B e sure to regularly apply

on my face, I realized that he was talking about the scar on my

shook my head. "It's not going to leave an obvious scar, anyway. It's

wound. You can have some sleep after that. My wound is nearly healed. You don't have to worry about my wound