The Woman From Hell

Whatever it is, we can talk about it tomorrow.” He caressed my back gently i n an attempt to coax me

back to sleep.

“No, this is urgent, I need to ask you about it tonight.” I shook his arms fervently.

He pecked me on the forehead, his eyes still closed. “Okay, then tell me. I’m listening.”

Cecilia was accused of drunk driving and a hit-and-run, but it’s all a setup! I’m begging you, can you

help her, please?”

He shuddered a little and slowly let go of my arms. When he opened his eyes, they were icy cold. Theo

asked me coldly, “Is this why you came home tonight?”

I felt timid as his icy stare bored into me intently. I wanted to deny it, but I could not find the right words

to say.

“Was that why you initiated things with me tonight?” His voice was cold, a clear bloodlust in his tone.

“Wanda Lane, do

you think that I’m that revolting? So you had no reaction at all, but you had to force yourself to please

me?”

I shook my head quickly, answering hastily, “No… it’s nothing like that…”

I could admit that I had come back for Cecilia, but I had not initiated anything with him just to get what I

wanted. I just wanted him to not have to hold himself back so much…

Despite that, I knew that to him, whatever I said would just sound like me trying to defend myself. I kept

quiet and begged in a soft voice, “Theo, please, I beg of you, please help me. I’ve only got Cecilia,

she’s my only family. I can’t let anything happen to her.”

Your only family? Wanda Lane, you really constantly change the impression I have of you.” Theo

scoffed, his tone bone -chilling

I knew he was furious. He was angry about what he thought I had done to try t o get what I wanted, and

he was also angry that I had said things that hurt him.

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I ignored the iciness he was emitting and his bulging, angry eyes. I apologized profusely, a lump in my

throat. “I’m Sorry, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean for my actions to come off like that.”

Theo looked at me apathetically, the looki ni his eyes sharp and unfamiliar. I instantly felt the hair on my

body stand u p from the coldness that he exuded.

After a while, he spoke. “If you’re begging me for help, you’ve gotta be more sincere than this.”

His voice was low and mocking now, his eyes filled with an inexplicable gleam.

After he finished talking, he flipped me upside down and pressed me beneath

him.

I suddenly understood what he meant by my lack of sincerity. He wanted me to give him my body in

exchange for him helping me in the Cecilia matter.

A feeling of humiliation crept up as well. I I was just like what he had said: if I wanted to beg. I had to

have the right begging attitude. This was the attitude I should be showing him, right?

I suppressed the melancholy in my heart and sniffled, “Theo?”

I was worried about my child. The doctors had warned me that I should not have intercourse during the

first three months. I had tried to reject him with all kinds of excuses, but now, for Cecilia, 1 had to take

the risk.

Not long after that, several pangs of sharp pain seized my abdomen. The bed was being stained red by

my blood.

The pain did not subside. I struggled to speak “Quick.. Send me to the hospital!”

The pain this time felt different from previous times.

Theo panicked. He grabbed a bedsheet and tried to wipe the blood away. He hastily put his clothes

back on and carried me down the stairs at lightning speed

The nearest hospital was usually a twenty -minute car ride from the villa, but he sped the entire way

there, running Several red lights. We got there within eight minutes

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, he jumped out, carrying m e with him as he sprinted

into the hospital, yelling for a doctor to come quickly

Soon, a troop of doctors rushed forward. Amidst the chaos, someone asked, What’s wrong with the

patient?

Theo looked at me, his lips pursed into a thin line. His eyes glinted dangerously as he stared coldly at

me. You tell then.”

I closed my eyes and said through gritted teeth, “I’m two months pregnant. I’ve been feeling some

sharp pains in my belly and I just bled. Please, doctor, please save my baby.”