The Woman From Hell

While I was working in the afternoon, my phone suddenly rang. I glanced at the caller ID. It was Sylvester.

"What's the matter?" I answered the phone coldly.

"Father wants to meet you, Wanda. Why don't you just meet him once?"

I felt no tenderness at all. There was no need to waste time on unnecessary things. "No need. There's no use for us to meet. You don't need to play emissary anymore." Sylvester sighed. "Regardless of what you say, he's your father," he said earnestly.

I did not want to listen to his useless rhetoric. Now that I had made a decision, I would not regret it so easily. "If there's nothing else, I'm going to hang up now" "Wanda, are you so cruel?" came the question from the phone.

I sneered. Cruel? Whatever. "I still have work, so I'll hang up first." I then ended the call without giving him the chance to reply.

After that, I immediately went back to work.

It was nighttime.

I noticed Theo was being absentminded during dinner. He was mostly just eating plain rice.

He left the table after just taking a few bites.

was done cleaning up. "Theo,

me, putting on a faint

he was being stubborn, so I leaned close to him and hugged his arm. "What happened?

his eyes. It

"It's nothing, don't worry."

to him.

could it be nothing? Look, your brows are all furrowed. Did

but he still looked sad. "Don't think too much about

in his words. The more he

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going on that you have

pretended to be a little angry, but as expected,

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he did not say anything else. I knew it was useless to continue asking. "Alright them. If you need my

getting late. Let's