The Woman From Hell

I was looking at him, but Theo's gaze stayed on my wound.

He did not answer me.

He was not ready to answer me.

I lowered my gaze and did not ask again.

Neil returned after a while, panting. "He got away, but I'll find him. Don't worry." When he saw my injury, Neil quickly crouched down and asked, "Wanda, are you okay? You're bleeding. We have to deal with your wound." Theo pushed him away. With his side profile facing Neil, he said, "We don't need you meddling in our affairs. I'll look for that person just now."

Theo picked me up after saying that and went toward the entrance.

I looked back at Neil. He was standing there, alone as his eyes trailed in the direction we left. He looked so lonely that it made me feel sorry for him.

I redirected my gaze to Theo's face. The chill to his usual indifference was much more intense now as he exuded a ferocity everywhere. Even I dared not ask him any more questions.

He carried me to the car and fastened the seat belt over me. "You were drinking. Why not let me drive?" I was a little concerned about his condition.

Theo shook his head, his gaze much softer now. "I'm fine."

closed the door and went to the driver's seat before

way home. Occasionally, I would glance at him carefully. He seemed

longer angry or should I endure a little longer and ask him again

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