The Woman From Hell

Theo had always been a man of few words, and he was only replying in short, simple sentences now. Quinn was the one talking non-stop throughout the entire visit.

I felt awkward sitting beside them, so I stood up as I said, "I don't feel very comfortable sitting down. I'm going to take a walk in the garden."

"I'll go with you," Theo said as he also stood up.

I hurriedly stopped him. "No need. You rarely get to come here, so you should talk to your cousin for a while more. I'll be right outside, and I won't go far."

Quinn looked at me gratefully.

She was part of the Grant family, yet she had to learn about what was going on in her family through her cousin. I could tell that she was a very prideful person. There was no way she wanted others to see her the way she was now. My departure would give the two cousins a chance to talk freely and help ease Quinn's feelings of awkwardness as well.

I remembered that Matthew and the dog were in the front garden, so I purposely walked to the back garden.

The Zimmer family had a large mansion, and the view of the back garden was even more breathtaking than

the one in front. It was filled with all sorts of expensive -looking flowers and trees. I found a shaded spot and sat on the chair there, staring out at the beautiful scenery as my thoughts wandered.

I did not expect Matthew to abruptly appear in front of me and block the view.

He had a tall build and was dressed in a black shirt and black pants. The glaring sun shone on him, making him look solemn and severe.

"Hello," I said as I stood and extended my hand, making sure I remained polite as I smiled.

He kept his hands in his pockets and did not seem interested in shaking mine. His gaze was cold as he stared at me, not bothering to conceal the hostility and disdain he harbored towards me.

I retracted my hand. Seeing that he was not going to say anything else, I wove past him and got ready to walk off.

Although I did not understand where this hostility had come from, it was clear to me that I was not welcome by him, so I decided to leave.

He took a sideways step to block my path. Eyes narrowed, he asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Wanda Lane. It’s nice to meet you." Although I was annoyed, I smiled and answered his question politely.

He gave me another once over, and his gaze finally landed on my stomach. His gaze was disdainful as he asked "Theo Grant's?"

"Yes. Please step aside, Mr. Zimmer. I would like to go back." Feeling somewhat annoyed, I wiped the smile from my face and made it clear that I was ready to leave.

Luckily, he did not cause me any trouble this time as h e turned his body aside so I could walk off. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

When I returned to the lobby, Quinn's husband had returned. I had not expected her husband to be Marcus Zimmer, an extremely well-known businessman whom I had heard of even back when I was living in Salt City.

I was surprised when I met him in person that day. Although nearing the age of 60, he had a radiant complexion and was full of energy. He was also a surprisingly pleasant host, repeatedly encouraging me to help myself to some fruit.

There was nearly a 30-year age gap between Quinn and Marcus, and she also had a step-son who was nearly her age. It was somewhat of an oddly structured family, and it explained why Theo never liked talking about his cousin's marriage.

Lunch was soon prepared. The large table was laden with food though it was only the five of us eating.

Matthew and Theo remained silent throughout the meal, but Marcus was excellent at finding topics of conversation and holding a conversation. Quinn would chime in from time to time, and the atmosphere was still quite lively despite the two silent men.

However, those good times did not last long. Before we even finished the meal, a woman who looked to be about fifty years old dashed in through the door. Once she got in, she threw herself onto Marcus and sobbed desolately.

"Marcus Zimmer, you heartless b*stard. I tolerated you when you abandoned the wife you went through hardships with and chose to marry your mistress instead. I even gave you my blessing! But why did you have to go so overboard? Leaving the company for her to inherit? What is our son going to do, then? He's your son too! How is he going to find himself a place in Whaldorf City if you do this?"

Then, she turned to glare at Quinn. "Quinn Grant, you are such an evil woman. I admit that I held no grudge against you when you first took my husband from me. I was willing to admit defeat then. But now that you're trying to take what rightfully belongs to my son away from him, I'm willing to fight to the death for his sake. I will never let you get away with this!"

This woman had to be Marcus’ first wife, Nancy Nietzsche.

Quinn looked shocked as she turned to Marcus and asked, "When did you transfer the inheritance to me?"

Marcus glanced at the woman and then turned back t o look at Quinn as he said a little wryly, "I’m getting old and useless now. Matthew has been doing well for himself overseas, and I’ve already transferred all my assets to him. You'll have to take over the running of the businesses in the country sooner or later."