The Woman From Hell

Chapter 22

When it came to dividing the assets for the divorce, Theo was very generous, Other than the shares that Grandmother left for me, he also gave m e the villa, some other properties, and almost half of the company’s dividends.

Looking at this, I would leave as a wealthy lady. Even if I decided not to work for the rest of my life, I would not need to worry about food and clothing.

I felt like laughing, thinking about it. Perhaps Theo figured that those were the things that I wanted from the start. As long as he gave me enough of those things, there was no reason for me to not agree to the divorce.

After a moment, I took out a pen and signed the papers.

When I returned to the villa, there was in o one at home. Cindy had probably left together with Theo.

I went up straight to my room on the second floor and turned on the light. I found Theo sitting on the sofa. The expression on his face was cold. He Snorted when he saw me.

My heart clenched as I controlled the uneasy feeling in me and looked at him. “Do you need something from me?”

“Do you know what time it is?” His tone sounded indifferent, but it was clear that he was furious.

“I was caught up in the office,” I whispered. After a moment of

hesitation, I went in and sat on the other end of the couch.

would be in the same room with him like this.

was also looking at me. His dark eyes were cold, but unlike the usual disgust and coldness,

met, and I did not know what t o do. I quickly moved

He spoke finally after a long

feeling anxious. Usually, I would have stayed silent. However, with the anxiety in me, I suddenly said, “Do you think I wanted

me to get a divorce.

Now he was blaming me for it.

out coldly,” I have already signed the papers, and w e

in such a tone. Not surprisingly,

m y head, and pushed them back against the couch, pinning my legs with his. His eyes burned with fury as he

his grip. My legs were also firmly pinned down by him. I could not move at all. I could only

all. He continued

Y answer.

breath, holding back th

and cold face, I sai each word loud and clear,

My hand were

en

child is not just yours. Do not evei think about aborting him!” He was lik an angry lion. His hands were strangling my neck, and with every word,