The Woman From Hell

"Only a tasteless man like Theo Grant could fall in love with a woman like you. Aren't you lucky?" Tory Zimmerson asked in disdain. His words enraged me.

I looked up and glared at him. "Are you sick in the head, Tory? Can't you talk like a civilized person? Why are you giving me attitude?"

I was not provoking him. I only reprimanded him because he took away my phone and answered my calls as he pleased.

Tory's expression was filled with rage, but he did not say anything else.

I could not be bothered with him. I knelt on

the ground and picked up my wrecked phone.

I was not sure what he was thinking, but he reached out and shoved me, making me fall to the ground.

Then, he left in a huff with his phone in his hand.

Surely, only a madman would do something

all my cash to Anthony, and Tory had destroyed my phone. There was no way I could

I called out to him, "Please wait

Zimmerson."

stopped and turned to look at me, fixing

you broke my phone, I have no way of calling

sense of chivalry. Surely, he had no reason to reject my request, but I seemed to have underestimated him. He said coldly, "It's none of my business if

just turned and left as soon as he said that. He left me frozen in place, not

was furious. What

to the hotel. It was not a far walk, but I was jumpy the whole time, worried that Anthony might try

the

Tory when I was out. Not only did he snatch away

did not respond, and his gaze was still

beside him with a smile. "You left so early