The Woman From Hell

"Huh? Why did you two get divorced?" I was so surprised that I could not help but express my thoughts.

I realized how presumptuous my question was after I blurted it out and saw Don pause for a moment.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it."

I pursed my lips, panicking internally. Why did I run my mouth? What was I going to do if I poked someone's sore spot?!

Don gently replied, "No, it was just too sudden that I hadn't processed it yet. It's not something to hide. We got divorced because I didn't agree with my ex-wife's personality."

Hearing him answer so generously, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Theo's figure suddenly appeared in my mind.

Recalling how he had been behaving so strangely these few days, I thought of asking Don for advice but felt that it was a little inappropriate.

Just when I was hesitating, Don suddenly said, "Miss Lane, do you want to say something?"

of a professor, he was

as well voice out whatever I

and pondered for a moment before he began to break down the situation with me. "There may be two reasons why your husband is behaving strangely.

but replied softly, "He might have done something to

in my heart for a moment and

that my emotions were in disarray and reassured me, "This is just a hypothesis. You don't need to pay too much heed. It might also

nodded. In the end, I did not know how I even drove my repaired car home. My mind

villa, I opened the door and entered the house, feeling

was not

I bit my lip, took out my

automatically disconnected after ringing for

at the phone blankly, swiping through the screen over and over again,

late. I had a quick dinner, and after taking a shower sat down on the sofa

waited and waited. It was already dark, but he still

asleep and woke up again when I heard noises from the door. I checked the time on

figures appeared at the door.