The Woman From Hell

Chapter 27

“I heard that he had been here for the past few days,” Cecilia said as she put her hands in her pockets. She pouted and said, “Well, you had just aborted the Grant family’s offspring, Naturally, he would be in a bad mood.”

I was stunned. Did Theo really drink all this alcohol because of the baby?

“I am busy. I will head off first. Please b e careful when you head back later.” It seemed like Cecilia did not want to see Theo anymore. She turned around to

leave.

The pungent stench of alcohol and smoke lingered in the room. The smell was so strong that I found it hard to open iny eyes, and my stomach lurched. I immediately got up to open the

windows. As a gust of warm air blew in, I felt a little bit better.

“Theo Grant, wake up. Let’s go back home.” I walked over and shook his body lightly.

“Uh…He murmured and turned around to continue sleeping.

ÜTheo Grant, wake up.” I continued shaking him, this time with a little bit more force.

fluttered a she narrowed his eyes to look at me. He then closed his eyes. “Tell… Wanda

drunk. He could not even

able to carry him. I had no choice but to grab a glass from the table.

to fill the glass with water. Then,

at once and wiped the water from his face. After a while, he turned his cold eyes and glared at me.” Did you splash water on me?” He asked i n

clenched as I sensed his anger and the dangerous gaze in his eyes. I lowered my head immediately and

did not say anything. He could barely balance himself, so he leaned against the sofa and looked at me with his cold and dark gaze. His eyes were full of

all. The room was dead quiet as the atmosphere continued to

spoke up.

to see me now, but he was so drunk that he could not even sit up straight. I could not leave him just

softly. You are

ANO

eyes were out of focus due to his drunkenness. He laughed mockingly and asked, “Which home are we returning to?” I did not say anything. I got up and tried to help Theo up, but he

Villa.” I had no choice but to reply to his question. He

can be considered a home.” He shook my shoulders. He almost fell against my chest since he

nowadays. I could not resist speaking! P, “How can it not be home?

three years. Even a dog knows how to protect its owner’s belongings. What