The Woman From Hell

Chapter 219

"Did you encounter something? Are you feeling anxious?” His voice sounded a little worried.

"A lot of things have happened. I want to have a talk with you. When are you coming back? Can you come look for me in Salt City? I'm pregnant and can't go far."

"Alright. I'll finish my work here in the next two days and fly back to see you. Before that, promise me you’ll have self-control, eat your meals well, listen to music, take a walk, and think happy thoughts. Don't let yourself fall into a negative mood."

Maybe my tone sounded too depressing and scared Jerome. He nagged for a long time.

I was not in that serious of a state. I was just panicking, which made my mind return to the past. I only wanted to have a talk with him.

I hung up after chatting with Jerome for a while. I did not want to go back home and just wanted to stay somewhere empty and silent. I then took a cab and went to Cecilia’s house.

Back when Cecilia had just bought the house, she wanted to give me the keys but I refused to accept them. I thought that I would not go there alone if she were not at home. After I called her and asked about Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

the keys, she forced me to take them and said it was t o prevent me from wandering around outside when I got into a fight with Theo.

Come to think of it now, Cecilia indeed had good foresight.

When I got to her house, I sat on the couch and thought about many things. At last, I felt exhausted and climbed into bed to get a good sleep.

When I was half-asleep, I was awakened by the crashing noises outside of the door. I quickly got out o f bed and opened the door to have a look. The door lock that was in good condition just earlier was smashed and broken. Theo stood outside the door with a cold face.

When he saw me, Theo let out a sigh of relief and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you answer the phone?”

I frowned with a sour face and said faintly, "It was on silent mode, I didn't hear it.” I glanced at Cecilia’s door lock and felt somewhat angered.

"You didn't answer my calls and I got really worried, s o I..." He spoke halfway and turned to the technician who had not left yet. He said, "Get the lock changed to a new one. Get the best and most expensive one there i s."

I did not say anything more and turned to return to the bedroom.

I lay back down on the bed again. I listened to Theo instructing the technician to change the lock. I no longer felt like sleeping and was intensely annoyed about it.

A long while later, he walked in and sat on the bedside. He took my hands in his. "Get up, let's go eat something."

"I'm not hungry.” I turned around with my back facing him and continued to sleep.

I was indeed not hungry. I spent the whole afternoon napping.

He did not touch me anymore. A deep voice came from behind me. "Why did you suddenly come here? I called you this afternoon but you didn’t answer my calls. I was worried sick and got a friend to track your location, only to find you here.”

His voice was light, and it sounded like he was hiding his dissatisfaction. Even so, I could hear that he was greatly suppressing his emotions.

"I wanted to be alone for a while, that's why I came here. Why did you come to find me?” My tone was very indifferent, even a little annoyed.

"Wanda Lane!" He calmed his voice. "I understand that your emotions are unstable during this period. I'll accept your childish temper, but you have to tell me if something has happened. You should let me know the reason so we can quickly solve whatever problems. I don’t want to be helplessly worried. Do you understand?"

He said those words helplessly but humbly. It felt like he was tired. This was an attitude and tone he had never used on me before.

Looking at him, I felt that I was indeed stirring up unnecessary drama. I had gone overboard.

I stared at him calmly and opened up after a long time. "Theo, I'm annoying, right?"

I must be very irritating, right? From his perspective, I was creating unnecessary drama for no reason.

He sat down again and took me into his arms. He rubbed my hand and said, "Don't say that. The book said that unstable emotions are perfectly normal during a woman's pregnancy. What's important is that we need to communicate more and go outside more often. You can't stay at home all day."

I laughed. I wanted that too, but who else could I talk about these things with? I could not even bring myself to tell him.

Lowering my head, I continued to say, "What if one day, I disappear with the child? Will you be sad?"

"Wanda.” He suddenly exerted some force on his hands. It hurt my wrists, and he said coldly, "There will never be a day like that, okay? Never.”