The Woman From Hell

"No, I don't want you to leave my life. Theowy, you promised them that you'd take care of me, so you must be responsible for me to the end. I won't allow you to back out. Don't you try to get rid of me in this life!" Cindy went completely berserk and started screaming at the top of her lungs.

"If you keep behaving willfully, coming to my house randomly, or doing anything to hurt my loved one, don’t blame me for keeping my word. I’ll never talk to you again.” After all, he just could not pull the trigger o n Cindy.

"Your loved one?" Cindy stopped crying. She lifted her head and looked at Theo with a look of disbelief. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

There were flames of jealousy blazing in her eyes. " You called her your loved one? Are you really in love with her?"

Cindy was not to be blamed for being surprised. I was surprised too. Even though I knew he said it out of desperation, my heart could not help but keep on thumping and pounding.

What surprised me even more was Theo replying 'yes' with utmost certainty in a calm and deep voice.

Right after he said so, Cindy squatted on the floor clutching her head. She let out a piercing scream. "No,

that's impossible! You told me before that you don't love her!"

Then, she stood up and tugged on Theo’s sleeves, saying anxiously, "Theowy, you're wrong. You don’t love her, you think you love her because of your sense of responsibility. You weren’t in love with her back then. You even hated her. Now, it's because she’s pregnant with your child. That's why you've mistaken responsibility as love, right? This has to be it, it has to!"

There was an unpleasant feeling in my heart when I looked at how Cindy was going insane.

Theo was probably feeling the same too. He pinched his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Cindy, stop messing around. Zedd will be here soon. Go home with him."

Theo had just finished talking when Zedd came running into the house, panting. Cindy was still freaking out. He had to coax and persuade before he could bring her out of the villa.

After they left, Theo came to the dining area. He looked awful, but he still spoke to me in a gentle voice. "How's the taste?"

"It’s a bit sour. The previous one tasted better. Try one." I picked one and fed him.

He opened his mouth and chewed twice, his face immediately contorting. "It's really sour. Don't eat them anymore. I’ll buy more tomorrow."

Then, he pulled me into his arms. He laid his chin on my head and spoke softly, "Let's go fishing this afternoon, alright?"

"Don’t you have to go to work? I told Cecilia that I’ll be seeing her this afternoon. She’s been back for such a long time yet I never had the time to accompany her." I lifted my head and looked at him with a faint smile o n the corners of my lips.

Jerome would be reaching Salt City this afternoon. I had not told Theo about it. I thought it was unnecessary for him to worry about this. After all, it was not that serious yet. 1

"Alright, then. Come back early, I’ll make dinner and wait for you." He did not insist.

I stood on my tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips. I said softly, "Theo Grant, let's spend the rest of our days happily."

Even though I had no idea if he truly loved me, at least I was being pampered and spoiled by him at the moment. There was nothing perfect in this world, and there was no need to distinguish between love and responsibility. As long as I was happy, that would be enough.

"Alright. We’ll give it our best shot." He pulled me closer to him and held my face up.

It was an overbearing and romantic French kiss. He finally let go of me when the both of us were out of breath.

We were like a loving couple. Neither of us mentioned the scene that happened just now. We just closed one eye to the situation.

After lunch, I got changed and drove out.

I made an appointment with Cecilia and went to the airport.

I reached there right on time. I saw Jerome pulling his suitcase while walking out.

After all these years, he was still as handsome and eye -catching as he used to be. The only difference was that he looked even more mature compared to the past when he looked callow. However, that did not affect his beauty.

Yes, that was right, his beauty.

When Jerome was in university, he was given the nickname 'Shane the Beauty'. It all started when Jerome was forced to play the female lead in the university's theatrical play. The moment he was done getting his makeup, everyone was stunned. He was even prettier than the campus belle.

Shane the Beauty immediately shot to popularity. That was probably one of the reasons why he went overseas after he graduated.