The Woman From Hell

After having dinner with Jerome and Xander on a moonlit night, they took me back to the villa. I got out of the car, said goodbye to them, and went to the living room.

What I did not expect was that Theo was actually in the living room.

I ignored him, heading upstairs just after a glance.

"We... Let's talk."

His voice abruptly came from behind, freezing me in place. I turned around and met his eyes that were looking over. There was confusion in my voice, and my head was tilted. "Are you talking to me?"

Theo stood up and shoved his hands in his pocket. He looked cold, but when he looked at me, there was something else in his eyes. It was as if he was looking forward to talking with me. "There's no one else here."

What a rarity.

The corner of my brow lifted slightly into an arc as I smiled sweetly. "Okay."

Stepping off the steps, I picked up my feet and turned around, walking to Theo. I chose to sit face-to-face with him to communicate better.

Looking up, I stared at him. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

but he crossed them and rubbed them back and forth. I had

them, I chose a comfortable position and leaned back as I looked at him. "Time is precious, President Grant. The moment your wife comes down and sees you and

isn't that kind

say was in defense of Nicky. Although I had accepted the status quo, it did not mean that I was generous. I still got uncomfortable when he was so protective and preferential toward her in front

this. "If this is what you want to talk

about to get

me.

you want." I sat down again. I

his eyes

a while, Theo opened

this, I touched my stomach subconsciously. There was a defensiveness in my gaze, and it seemed to envelop

little worried that he would go back to being the old Theo and want to get rid of

my reaction was,

a little flustered

"No, don't be nervous.

that you suffer from delusions. You often think that you're my wife. She also said