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

well voice out whatever I was

is behaving strangely. One is that he might be facing some problems at work. Two, he might

but replied softly, "He might have done something

in my

need to pay too much heed. It

end, I did not know how I even

parking the car behind the villa, I opened the door and entered

was not

emotions reappeared. I bit my lip, took out my cell phone, and

disconnected after ringing for some time. Theo

blankly, swiping through

after taking a shower sat down on the sofa in the living room and waited for

waited and waited. It was already dark, but

noises from the door. I checked the time on my phone. It

at the door. They were Theo