The Woman From Hell



I was sitting on one side of the sofa. Theo was sitting opposite me while Delia was in the middle.

A three-way conversation.

Delia did not look at me from the start. Was it guilt?

I took a deep breath and looked at them. "Let's start."

Two gazes landed on me at the same time, and they were burning. Theo was about to speak, but Delia spoke first, "Let me."

As if mustering up a lot of courage, Delia turned to me with a timid gaze. "Wanda, do you still remember the charity gala I took you to last time?" "Yes, we all went."

"You were discussing partnerships during that time, and President Grant and I were standing next to each other. For some reason, we started feeling a little dizzy after drinking some wine. Out of politeness, President Grant took me to a temporary lounge to rest, but..."

Delia's voice abruptly stopped when she reached this point as if she was embarrassed to say what was next.

My heart drummed. "You ended up in the same bed?" I said what she had not finished.

"I don't know what happened that day. Something felt wrong after I drank that glass of wine and I sent her to the lounge. When I woke up..." Theo also trailed off when he said this.

Even though he was recounting something that was disappointing me, his tone was still so light.

A bolt of lightning struck my head.

Before I could react, Delia's words hit me like rocks. "I'm pregnant."

My hands gripped the sofa. My body felt like it was frozen, and I could not move.

What should I say at a time like this?

My lower lip was trembling unconsciously, and I opened my mouth. "So, you two have been going to the hospital for maternity check-ups." It took me a lot of effort to say this, and I could still feel the corners of my mouth trembling when I did.

"Yes. Wanda, I didn't do it on purpose. President Grant and I, it was an accident..."

Accident.

I chuckled. I could not articulate what I was feeling right now. I just felt upset, panicked, and out of breath.

I inhaled deeply but could not catch my breath. I clutched my chest, the pain intense.

"Wanda, are you alright?" Theo came over to support me.

I avoided him and refused his touch. "Don't touch me."

Right now, just the thought of him sleeping in bed with another woman made me sick.

I was drenched in a cold sweat, and my fingertips were cold. I fixed my gaze on them.

Delia had Cecilia's face, which made me feel even more betrayed.

Getting up slowly, I walked out of the room.

"Don't follow me. I'm going out to get some air," I said hurriedly since I could sense that Theo was going to follow me.

I did not know how I managed to get out of the villa. Wind was blowing continuously outside, but I did not feel the slightest chill.

The darkening sky heralded rain, but I no longer cared.

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I did not want to cry, but I could not help my tears that were falling. Even if I wanted them to stop, I could not.

Boom!

It was thundering.

I looked up and a drop of rain fell onto my face.

Rain poured.

I ignored it and continued walking forward. My mind was filled with images of Delia's and Theo's expressions when they told me

about the incident while sitting

together. Delia's guilt looked hollow like it had been staged...