The Woman From Hell

I did not know when she left. When Theo found me and saw how dispirited I looked, he asked with a frown, "What happened?"

I shook my head and held his hand, then lay in his arms as I took a deep breath before saying, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I really don't know what I should do now."

"What's wrong?" Theo lowered his head to look at me. Seeing that I was in a bad state, he asked worriedly.

I did not know how to start telling him about it and merely lay in his arms mumbling non-stop.

Theo took me away from here. When I got home, I lay on the bed like a deflated balloon. A sense of powerlessness surrounded me.

Humans often liked to stand up for themselves and search for countless excuses to prove that they were not wrong. Though many times, a mistake was a mistake.

I had been finding excuses for myself. I took Dazaray back home and even forgave her for deliberately discarding all of my documents at the airport. I forgave her for later hurting me again a few times and thought this was enough for her to stop hating me. I thought that I had no more reasons to feel guilty about what I did to her anymore.

she had suffered greatly because of me, she would never forgive me no matter

time and thinking about a lot of things, I realized that Theo had not returned to the bedroom after a very long time. I got up

the computer. When he heard the door opening, he looked

nodded and sat down next to him, my gaze falling on

hospital surveillance footage, I asked

someone to fix it. The surveillance cameras in the elevator as well as the basement car park have been fixed.

"What do you

probably went to such great lengths to fix the surveillance cameras in order to send Dazaray to prison. Although Milan was already dead and could not be accused, this surveillance alone could easily land her at least a few years in

at the woman in the surveillance footage, he mildly said, "Her thoughts are too radical. She

fell silent for

asked in confusion, "What's wrong? You don't want

my head. "Can