The Woman From Hell

When Heidi came in, I was sitting on the couch, sweating profusely and my eyes a little unfocused.

"What’s wrong, Wanda?" Frightened, she quickly rushed over.

Her voice finally brought me back to reality. I looked u p and said in a soft voice, "I'm okay. I was just a little cold earlier. Can you switch the heater off for me and grab me a glass of warm water?”

Heidi brought me a glass of warm water and said worriedly, "Maybe I should take you to the hospital. You don't look so good."

"I'll be fine in a while. Go ahead and do what you need t o do. I'll rest for a while." After drinking my water, I weakly laid back down on the sofa.

All these years, I had tried to forget that. However, after a single phone call today, all those emotions were flooding back in again.

Just then, the phone that I had tossed into a corner started ringing again.

I was startled. I instinctively covered my ears in an attempt to block out the sound, but the phone would not stop ringing.

I was too afraid to pick it up-afraid it was a call from

him.

"Your phone is ringing, Wanda." Heidi picked up the phone and handed it to me, a curious look on her face.

Seeing that the call was from Cecilia, I breathed out a sigh of relief. I hinted at Heidi to leave the room, and I picked up the call.

"I'm free, my dear. I'm okay now. I'm out!" At the other end of the line, Cecilia was so happy she could barely form a sentence.

"Glad you're okay, so glad you’re okay." I was equally delighted to hear the good news.

Cecilia was so excited she did not notice my mood was a little off. She continued, "They said they found new evidence, and they now know the man wasn't hit by me. So they released me! Where are you? Let’s get a drink and celebrate."

"I'm still at work. You probably didn’t get enough rest, what with you spending the whole night there. Go home, take a shower, and have a good nap. We’ll celebrate, but only tonight. Dinner's on me."

"You’re right. I've been worried for the whole night, so I haven't had a good rest. Let's meet tonight." Cecilia hung up.

With Cecilia's affairs now resolved, my gloomy mood was instantly lifted.

That was how the world worked. Sometimes, we spend our entire lives chasing after something Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

someone else can settle with a single word.

Still, we were not supposed to complain about how unfair life was because everyone was competing based on their own abilities. Those people got to do things because they had the ability and the luck to. It was something one could only wish for, and something that destiny determined.

There was nothing black or white in this world, only gray!

When we judge someone, we should not just judge them by saying they were either good or bad, but instead, we should look deeper and examine their innate qualities. 1

My good mood had lifted my spirits. I put the horror I had felt earlier behind me and got up to continue with my work.

After working for a while, I checked my watch. There was still quite some time before I got off work. Finding myself missing Cecilia quite a bit, I grabbed my bag and planned to leave a little earlier.

As soon as I stepped out the door, someone took me by surprise by giving me a hard slap across the face.

The slap was loud and crisp, and it caught many people's attention off guard. I had yet to come back to my senses and was standing rooted to the spot, not knowing what to do.

"Wanda Lane, you liar. Didn't you say you aborted the child? Why did you keep it? Why?"

I only came back to my senses when Cindy began screaming at the top of her lungs. She was the one who had slapped me just now.

Her expression was so twisted up. Her hair was a mess, and she looked just like an angry lioness.

I touched my burning, painful cheek and gave her a faint smile. "Why do you think? It’s because my husband doesn't have the heart to let me do it. Who are you to question my family matters?"

"You shameless woman.” She raised her hand and swung her arm again.

I raised my hand, not giving her a second chance to slap me. I said in a cold voice, "Who's the shameless one here? I’ve never seen a homewrecker as arrogant a s you."

Cindy was extremely jumpy now. Just as she was about to reply, the sound of hurried footsteps came down from the other end of the corridor.

Just in the nick of time, Cindy reached out and hugged me, sending us both to the ground.

Everything was happening too quickly. She laid with her back on the ground, a frightened look in her eyes, pleading, "Wanda, let's get up first. We can talk it out, please."

I was still in the position I had been in earlier, squeezing her arm. My body was pressed up against hers, and it looked very much as if I had pounced on her intending to beat her.