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.

him internally. Was he insane? Surely, only a madman

Anthony, and Tory had destroyed my phone. There

not gone far, I called

Zimmerson."

me, fixing

phone, I have no way of calling a cab. Can you please send me

the slightest 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

he said that. He left me frozen in place, not

furious. What a

It was not a far walk, but I

sitting on the couch with a

at him and explained, "I met Tory when I was out. Not only did he snatch away

was still fixed squarely on the book

beside him with a smile. "You left so early in