The Woman From Hell

I went back into the house after watching Delia leave.

Theo was sitting on the sofa, his posture domineering. He glanced at me sideways. "I thought you would have left too, Madam." His tone was clearly sour.

I laughed. "President Grant, do you get jealous over women too?"

I sat next to him, and his eyes lingered on me, burning.

Being stared at started feeling weird, so I coughed a few times. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm learning from you."

"Learning from me?"

Theo nodded. "That's how you looked at her at dinner just now."

I rolled my eyes, looking confused. "Really?"

"It's absolutely true. I can already imagine the look in your eyes when she was filming." Theo took a magazine and flipped through it. His words were casual, but his expression was one of displeasure.

No wonder Sissi said those things to me this afternoon.

It seemed that she had misunderstood. Fortunately, I had cleared the air with her.

"It seems that I have to control myself," I rubbed my chin and murmured.

not on it. "She's just someone who looks

his magazine and put it aside. "If your good friend died of illness and you thought you would never see him again, won't you be happy when one day, someone who looks exactly like him appears in front of you all of a sudden? Haven't you ever experienced the feeling of regaining

"I have."

directed toward me. "When you came back to

moment. I smiled when I realized. "You're

remind you to be more

Grant. By the way, it's Sunday tomorrow. You're not going to the company

"What's up?"

head and said,

thought you

Delia's filming. She's really serious. Maybe

"We'll see."

The next day.

work late today, and I forced Theo

officially participated in any

it comes to acting. I think she must have put a lot

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what I said and turned to look at me. "You're looking at her with Cecilia in mind. Of

this. "I'm saying this from an audience's point

raised

my lips and lowered my head. "You know what, forget

were even stricter. No