The Woman From Hell

At the airport.

Thinking of the things that had happened, I felt indescribably depressed deep down.

Shannon, who was standing beside me, quickly noticed that something was wrong with me. "Wanda, what's wrong?" There was worry in her eyes. "It's nothing."

I answered subconsciously, not wanting to bring all my personal matters to work.

Yet the moment I said that, Shannon frowned fiercely. "Why do you look like that if it's nothing? Was the woman acting like a demon again?" Shannon instantly thought of Delia.

"I knew that woman wouldn't stop. Tell me quickly. What did that woman do?"

Seeing Shannon's righteous indignation, I gently pulled her back. "It's a small matter. Don't worry about it. I know what I'm doing."

Shannon's expression quickly became serious. "Wanda, do you consider me a friend? Is it necessary for

had no choice but to tell Shannon what happened after hearing what she

hurt in this is you. Forget Delia being a

the picture straight. I think you're being too tolerant. I'll get someone

to leave without saying a word and find someone to teach

I hurriedly held her

if Shannon were to go over now,

matters of emotions just did not

suddenly thought of Theo protecting Delia and my

for you to be so unhappy. Isn't the common saying that men would always want

you can take me if you really

joking around, my heart suddenly felt