The Woman From Hell

Marius held a fruit basket in one hand and a dairy product in the other.

I glanced at the well-prepared gifts in my hand, and then at the person beside me accusatorily.

I liked the warm and kind Madam Klein very much, but thinking about our relationship inevitably left me with a guilty conscience.

"Haha, we're at the door. Let's go in!"

Marius' brows were slightly furrowed, while the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. His gaze was dodgy, and he had spoken in a relaxed tone as if pretending not to have seen the way I was looking at him. I sighed.

Letting out an exhale, I sorted out my emotions. Narrowing my almond eyes, I put on a bright smile and pressed the doorbell with my slender index finger. Ding dong...

The door quickly opened after that, and Madam Klein greeted me kindly. Her eyes were squinted as she held my arms happily. "Aunt, happy birthday!"

"Wanda, you're here! I'm so happy to have you here. Come in quickly." She took my arm as she said that and guided us in. She suddenly noticed something and frowned slightly, "Why did you buy all these things? You don't need to do that when you come to visit. Come, let me!"

"No, no, no, Aunt. I can handle them!"

"Mom, all these were prepared by Wanda!"

his teeth showing. He brought out everything, his eyes were all

Wanda, you don't need to bring anything when you come to my place. Just treat this as your own home. Come, come. I prepared a lot of delicious

corners of my mouth twitched

"Ah? Haha..."

be here. I turned away with a pained

there so many

me looked agonized. His peach

dumbfounded. He had been completely

Why are the two of you still out there? Come in quickly! These are my

Klein turned around and asked when she saw that the two of us

"Okay, Aunt!"

the

her a lot!

faint look of consideration in

Klein's clutches after a

On the sofa.