The Woman From Hell

I was sitting on one side of the sofa. Theo was sitting opposite me while Delia was in the middle.

A three-way conversation.

Delia did not look at me from the start. Was it guilt?

I took a deep breath and looked at them. "Let's start."

Two gazes landed on me at the same time, and they were burning. Theo was about to speak, but Delia spoke first, "Let me."

As if mustering up a lot of courage, Delia turned to me with a timid gaze. "Wanda, do you still remember the charity gala I took you to last time?" "Yes, we all went."

"You were discussing partnerships during that time, and President Grant and I were standing next to each other. For some reason, we started feeling a little dizzy after drinking some wine. Out of politeness, President Grant took me to a temporary lounge to rest, but..." Delia's voice abruptly stopped when she reached this point as if she was embarrassed to say what was next.

My heart drummed. "You ended up in the same bed?" I said what she had not finished.

"I don't know what happened that day. Something felt wrong after I drank that glass of wine and I sent her to the lounge. When I woke up..." Theo also trailed off when he said this.

Even though he was recounting something that was disappointing me, his tone was still so light.

A bolt of lightning struck my head.

words hit me like rocks. "I'm

like it was frozen,

say at

unconsciously, and I opened my mouth. "So, you two have been going to the hospital for maternity check-ups." It took me a lot of effort to say this, and I could still feel

Accident.

what I was feeling right now. I just felt upset,

could not catch my breath. I clutched

Theo came over to

and refused his touch. "Don't

of him sleeping in bed with

a cold sweat, and my fingertips were

which made me

up slowly, I walked

get some air," I said hurriedly since I

was blowing continuously outside, but I did not feel the slightest chill.

I was

able to

fresh air eased

did not feel

was suffocating anymore.