The Woman From Hell

Delia had no intention of leaving at all. Instead, she looked at Theo pitifully as if I had done something heinous to her. "President Grant..."

Theo's eyes quickly returned to me once again.

He looked at me questioningly, but I did not say anything.

"Keith, have someone escort Miss Owens out."

The moment he said that, Keith pushed open the door and entered before leading the reluctant Delia away.

He then closed the door slowly, cutting off all the prying eyes on the other side of the door.

"This entire situation has been a ploy since the start, no?" I asked almost all too eagerly.

I was not sure what I was actually hoping for either.

While I looked calm about this matter on the surface, how could I actually truly be calm deep down as a woman?

The man in front of me was my husband!

He was someone I wanted to entrust myself to for the rest of my life.

"What ploy?"

and was

were not accidents. Someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes. Delia's objective is not

to lay everything out directly. I did not know what Theo was thinking, but my thoughts

after Theo in the dark,

were husband and wife. We were one

if I were to tell them that we were not on the same

we

away non-stop at the start was to keep me from getting

this matter, almost everything Theo did before this

was

Theo had no

""..."

opened his mouth but

I

with what

obvious that I

on the

toward me before pulling me into his embrace. I could

my tense nerves relax

was like as long as I was in his arms, nothing would hurt me no matter

nail on the head. I should have known you'd be so smart