The Woman From Hell

“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.

Perhaps he got annoyed because I kept shaking him. His long lashes fluttered a she narrowed his eyes

to look at me. He then closed his eyes. “Tell… Wanda Lane that I will never…forgive her for aborting

my child…”

He was way too drunk. He could not even recognize me.

He had such a large build that I would not be able to carry him. I had no choice but to grab a glass from

the table. I got u

P and headed to the washroom to fill the glass with water. Then, I splashed water on his face.

“Ah!” He sat up 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 a harsh tone.

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

immediately and said softly, “Sorry, I should not have woken you up.”

He 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 anger and disgust.

I stood there silently. I did not dare to say anything at all. The room was dead quiet as the atmosphere Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

continued to grow colder.

“Scram!” After a while, he finally spoke up. His voice was cold and hoarse.

I knew that he did not want to see me now, but he was so drunk that he could not even sit up straight. I

could not leave him just like that.

I walked forward and said softly. You are drunk. Let’s talk after we have gone home.”

ANO

His 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 flung me off

immediately. He stubbornly asked, Where is my home?”

“Regal Villa.” I had no choice but to reply to his question. He got unreasonably stubborn whenever he

was drunk.

“Can that be considered a home? Wanda Lane, tell me if that place can be considered a home.” He

shook my shoulders. He almost fell against my chest since he was losing balance.

I knew I could not argue with a drunk man, but I could get irritated easily nowadays. I could not resist

speaking! P, “How can it not be home? You have lived there for three years!”

“It has been three years. Even a dog knows how to protect its owner’s belongings. What about you?”

He did not answer my question.

A Surge of anger flowed within me as I pushed him away and shouted, “Theo Grant, do not go

overboard with your words. If you are calling me a dog, what are you then?”

He did not reply to me. He simply grabbed my hand, put it to his mouth, and bit me hard.

He raised his head and smiled at me proudly when he heard me shouting in pain. “I am a wolf-dog!”

This man!

I did not know what to say. Theo’s intelligence spiraled down to zero whenever he was drunk. He was

behaving exceptionally childish right now.

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“Let me tell you this. Do not think of leaving secretly. You can only leave if I let you go,

I felt a slight headache when I saw him i n such a drunken state. Why was I talking to a drunk man?

I tried my best to hold in the anger in m e. I cupped Theo’s face with my hands and said, “Theo Grant,

come with me. A president like you should not get this drunk in public. What if the reporters take a

photograph of you now?”

He remained silent. He simply let me hold his face in my hands. His lashes fluttered. His eyes cleared

up more than before.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw his handsome face up close.