The Woman From Hell

Jordan obviously knew something had happened between me and Shannon. He smiled at me. "Looking for Shannon?"

"Yeah. Alas, she won't see me."

I brought it upon myself. I could not blame anyone.

He opened the door and said, "Shannon's still mad. I keep hearing her whine these past few days. She's an emotional person. I'm sure you have a better understanding of her."

I nodded. "Of course. I already told her I'll wait for her here."

Jordan's mouth twitched into a smile when he heard this. "How long are you going to wait here? Come in. She talks tough, but she's a softie. You guys will be able to talk better once you meet."

I smiled as I looked at Jordan. He was about to lead me inside, so I hurriedly got up and picked up the small chair as I followed him in. "Will Shannon be even madder with me coming in like this?"

"It's fine. Besides, you two have to see each other eventually, no?" he asked back.

"Yeah." I nodded heavily.

all else failed, I would let her hit me until she got all her anger out of

into the living room when the housekeeper came up and greeted us. "Sir. Miss Lane?" The housekeeper was surprised when she

hurriedly got up when she saw Jordan, but her face immediately darkened when she saw me. "Who

out?" Jordan softened his voice as

to give me any face.

the relationship to just end like this?" Jordan patted her shoulder as he tried to appeal to

en

wanted to end it first. That being the case, why should I hold onto her while she keeps giving me the cold shoulder?" While I felt somewhat

"Shannon, I-"

Shannon cut me off without

they reached my mouth. I looked at Shannon's furious profile, feeling like a stone was stuck in my throat. "Jordan, you're my husband.

moment the words left her mouth, but there was no use crying over spilled milk. Shannon wanted

his tone a little lonely when he said, "Why do

he walked over to me. "Let