The Woman From Hell

"I'll tell you when we get back." I lowered my voice and took a big step forward to catch up with Theo.

Cecilia did not ask anymore. She came forward as well and touched my belly. "How nice, my godson has already grown this big. Another three more months and I'm officially becoming a godmother."

I looked up to see her belly. I smiled and said, " Another six months and I'm becoming a mother for both of our children."

"That's great. By then, we'll be able to take the kids out and breastfeed together." Cecilia walked arm in arm with me. The smile on her face was overflowing with happiness. Theo was walking in front of us. Although he did not say a word, there was a curve on the corners of his lips. It was obvious that he was in a good mood too.

Everything was wonderful!

We were excited about the future now. Little did I know, there would be so many accidents happening in the future that would catch me off guard.

"Didn't you say you were going to be staying in the countryside until you delivered the baby? Why did you come back so soon?" I was confused, so I asked her.

"Jerome said he's coming back. It's been a long time since I met him. So I came back earlier to wait for him." Cecilia was smiling when she mentioned Jerome.

It seemed that the fresh air in the countryside was pretty good. Cecilia looked great and seemed happier.

When Theo was far ahead of us, Cecilia leaned over and spoke softly beside my ear, "It looks like both of you are on good terms. Have the problems been solved?"

I smiled bitterly. "No, we chose to bury them. We've been living together peacefully for some time now, but it won't last long..."

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I shrugged and said, "Cindy just came back from Whaldorf today. Theo came to pick her up and ran into me."

"Oh sh*t. That woman keeps lingering around. Hasn’t she found herself wealthy parents? Why did she come back here? Is she trying to make your life difficult?" Cecilia raised her voice and looked angry.

I did not say anything. There was a vague sense of unease in my heart. I could not help but think of Jerome. I asked, "Did Jerome mention when he's coming back? The last time we called, he said he would be back as soon as possible but he didn't tell m e the exact time."

"No. He only said he'll be back after he’s done with his affairs there. He'll probably come back in these few days." Cecelia shook her head.

We soon reached the parking lot. I saw Theo standing i n front of my car. I asked, "Where's Miss Reed? Aren’t you sending her back?"

"Keith is sending her back. Give me the key." He reached out to me.

I took the key out of my bag and handed it to him. He kept the suitcases in the trunk, then got into the car. Looking at us, he said, "Let’s head for lunch. What would you like to eat?"

I looked at the time. It was exactly lunchtime. Cecilia had a long flight, so she should be hungry. I turned my head and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

She leaned on the back seat and said sluggishly," Anything’s fine. I'll leave the decision to you." Then, she closed her eyes.

"I'm fine with anything too.” I had been losing my appetite lately, so it did not matter what we were going to eat.

"What about seafood?" You told me that you were craving it two days ago." Theo turned his head, looked at me, and asked.

"Alright." I nodded my head.

We were silent all the way there. Soon, we returned to the city and went to a high-end seafood restaurant.

Theo went to park the car, while Cecilia and I got down at the entrance. We went upstairs looking for a table.

After getting out of the car, Cecilia held my arm and spoke in a gossipy tone, "Has Theo been treating you like this lately?"

I thought for a moment. He had indeed been acting this way lately. I nodded my head.

"That's unbelievable." She shook her head and let out a sigh. "Looking at the both of you, I feel like you're an old couple."

"What do you mean?" I lifted my head and looked at her. I could not understand what she meant.

She raised her brows. "You're more like family than a couple in love."

I was speechless, but I had no reason to refute.

We entered the restaurant. Right after we placed our order, Theo came in. He glanced at the menu and ordered seafood risotto. Then, he looked at me and said, "You have a weak stomach. Have some risotto first."

During this period, I would either have chicken soup o r risotto every day. I was unwilling to eat those again but I forced myself to take a few bites. Then, I pushed the plate with the remaining risotto in front of Theo and started eating the other dishes.

He naturally picked up the spoon that I just used.