The Woman From Hell

I may not fight back with all my strength when I was the one being threatened but I had to get to the bottom of this when it was the children involved.

Someone who could harbor bad intentions toward children did not deserve to be a human being.

The sky got darker, and the atmosphere became heavier and heavier when Delia finally appeared.

"Brava. You've finally shown your true face, you hard-hearted, wicked woman. You didn't even spare the children."

Delia was shocked and looked to be at a loss. "Caroline, I don't understand what you're talking about. What happened?"

It was impossible to pin false charges on her head. Delia would not allow anyone to catch any cracks in her words.

I had still been in shock not too long ago and did not have much sensibility left. "Delia, the reason why I let you stay is not that I'm a saintess but because the child in your belly is innocent. "Implicating the next generation because of our grievances would be unfair to them."

I tried my best to restrain my emotions. I suppressed my trembling hands and said to her clearly, "You can come at me regardless of what you plan to do, but don't attack the children. This is my last threshold."

Delia still pretended to be stupid when the situation had already developed to this point. "Wanda, I've always understood your feelings. We've become imaginary enemies ever since that day.

"You hate me so much that you even feel pained when you see me, right? That's why you always feel like I'm going against you all the time, yes?"Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Caroline looked at Delia's eloquent

face, and her temper suddenly reached billing point. She could not even speak properly. "You... You dare do it but not own up to it! If it wasn't for the sir being tricked to support you, I would have kicked you out a long time ago."

"Until when are you going to keep up the act? Do you really think I won't be able to get to the bottom of this just because you're like this?"

Delia immediately put on a pitiful look with tears prickling her eyes as if Caroline and I were going to rip her into pieces the next second.

Then, before we could even question her any further, Theo's voice sounded from the back. "What are all of you doing?" he asked, tone questioning.

Delia had still been stubbornly

denying committing the crime, but when she saw Theo, she

immediately knelt down beside me and confessed. "Wanda, if you want someone to vent your anger on, just let it out on me. You must be feeling very bad over the child, so."

The topic changed. Not only did I become a derelict mother, but it also now looked like I was causing trouble for no reason. Theo asked Caroline to explain what happened clearly. He looked at me with a complicated expression after hearing everything.

Delia did not forget to cry foul for herself during this time, her words revealing how I had always been finding fault with her and accusing her. "It was late when I came back, yet they insisted that I did it."

"You're the only one in this household who's free to come and go freely apart from Caroline. Isn't it normal for me to suspect you?

"Or is it because you have enough confidence to avert suspicion and that's why you dare put on this act in front of me?!"

Delia was not able to shake off this suspicion, yet she denied it and bit back, thinking that this was a play being directed and acted by me.

My anger was already out of control. Theo dragged me into the study without saying a word...