The Woman From Hell

Seeing Theo's stern expression, I lost my appetite and slowly put down my cutlery.

"Theo, do you have something to say about Delia?"

Theo stared at me, a trace of helplessness flashing through his eyes. "No..."

"I don't believe it." I immediately retorted and very quickly thought of a possible explanation. "Is it because of her resemblance to Cecilia? That's not something within her control." Theo shook his head. He came to my side and held my hands. "Wanda, calm down."

I did not lose my cool. The warmth around my hands made me feel more at ease. "Theo, I just want to know why. Delia is my friend. I don't want to see this happening."

"I understand." Theo parted his lips lightly. "I will not interfere with the friends you choose to make. I've never thought of doing so."

"Then what about Delia?" I asked again. I wanted to know the answer.

"Don't mention her. I don't want to hear that name again."

My heart constricted at the disgusted look on Theo's face. What was going on?

I could feel Theo resisting. Out of concern for him, I held my tongue.

Compared to the matter at hand, I prioritized Theo's feelings more.

did not want to trouble him with

"Alright."

I agreed, but I was still suspicious. This was too weird. Early the next morning, I went to

of energy and came to me with a smile on

struggling with what happened last night,

differently immediately. "Wanda, is

me." I smiled helplessly before telling her what happened last

looked conflicted after she heard

It's obvious the two of them don't interact

strange. As far as I know, Delia and Theo have

it's work or daily life, Theo has no reason to be so against

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to you. That may be why

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