The Woman From Hell

After I ended the call, there was a knock on the door.

Was it Caroline?

I wondered and got up to open the door.

What I did not expect was for Delia to actually be outside the door.

Seeing that I had opened the door, she immediately picked up her feet and entered the room. Her actions were so quick that I did not even have the time to react.

Seeing her do this, my expression instantly changed.

Marius was right. She was really pushing her luck.

"Do you need something?"

Delia noted my displeased expression but did not take it seriously. "Wanda, I heard your call," she said coldly.

I was not surprised that Delia would do this. Someone who could destroy another's family had a low threshold when it came to morals. It was not unusual that they would eavesdrop on a call.

Seeing that I was ignoring her, Delia angrily spoke again, "Wanda, I don't want to criticize you, but I must give you a kind reminder considering our friendship."

I snorted coldly. I continued with whatever I was doing and ignored her still.

"It doesn't matter if you're not going to say anything. I'll do the talking. You have too many friends of the opposite sex. You're going to trouble President Grant a lot like this. You're his wife. Shouldn't you take the initiative to keep your distance from other men?" I turned to look at her. My eyes were cold, like a sharp blade as it shot at Delia invisibly.

"Are you done?"

"Wanda, I-"

"Shut up. Let me finish it for you." I did not give Delia a chance to continue. "Delia, you're finally showing your true colors."

"What?" Delia did not understand. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's fine if you don't."

I did not say much. It did not matter if Delia was pretending to be stupid or if she was actually stupid. I had already seen through her behavior.

Our friendship had long since collapsed. I did not even want to bring up the time when I thought of her as a good friend.

Delia clenched her hands tightly. She

had toiled to get to this day and could not let things reach a stalemate. "Wanda, you don't have to worry about President Grant will take good care of him. Look, there really was no need for you to come back." This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"You want me to remain outside?" I asked Delia in return.

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"Aren't you the one who wants to stay outside. It doesn't make sense for you to come back. President Grant's life won't change whether you choose to stay or not. President Grant needs someone who's considerate, Wanda, and you can't do that."

"Am I not considerate enough?"

Having said that, I already understood what Delia was referring to. She wanted me to leave Theo of my own accord.

"You're already suspicious about

him. I can see that you're aggrieved every moment when you're back. The truth is things don't have to be so complicated. You can just live outside and be at ease. There's no need to pressure yourself so much. Don't you hate President Grant?"

Delia harped on endlessly. She really wanted me to leave, but how could I do as wished?

"Delia, we're all smart here. I get what you're trying to say, but I want you to know that the more you want me to leave, the more I'll stay. You planned against me, and that was your mistake." I sat back on the big bed and looked at her with a smile on my face.

"Are you envious that I'm able to make my way back into the master bedroom? Do you really wish to become the mistress of this house? Unfortunately, you will not succeed in a short time."

At my incessant provocation, Delia could no longer hold herself back anymore, and her expression changed.

I laughed out loud. "I didn't expect your face to change. Don't be angry. You have to think about the baby in your belly. It won't be good for you to trigger labor."

Delia glared at me fiercely before slamming the door and leaving.