The Woman From Hell

Regal Villa.

I caught a strong perfume scent the moment I got through the door.

I rubbed my nose before entering uncomfortably.

Did Delia seriously spill a whole bottle of perfume in the living room?!

After entering the room, Delia's charming, smiling face greeted my eyes. It was as red as a blood rose in hell, but it carried with it a bloodthirst that invoked fear in others.

I put down my luggage as I met her gaze. "Where are my children?"

"Don't worry. Why don't you rest since you just came back?" Delia raised her eyelids slightly as a touch of arrogance appeared in her gaze that was on me. Damn it!

I walked up and stood in front of her, my gaze condescending. "Delia, I don't want to waste time with you here. Tell me your conditions."

Clap, clap...

She stood up while applauding. She smiled and met my sharp gaze. "This feels so good. What you have to do next isn't difficult. You'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Theo tomorrow and get a divorce."

Hearing this, I was taken aback for a moment and almost forgot how to breathe. I held my breath and looked at the woman in front of me, my hands clenched into fists.

Seemingly noticing my movements, Delia winked as she tilted her head to ask, "What's wrong? Didn't Theo and you fall out? Rather than being miserable together like this, it's better to get a divorce. Both of you will feel better, no?"

It was obvious that Delia had already guessed that Theo and I were only pretending to argue with each other since she could say this.

I bit my lower lip. I wanted to reply to her, but I did not know where to start.

Delia looked at me, a smile slowly appearing on the corners of her mouth. It was coquettish. "You're so hesitant. Yet when I told Theo about this yesterday, he immediately agreed."

"You said he has already agreed?"

I could not believe it and asked again to confirm.

"Yes. He'll be back in a while. You can ask him yourself," Delia replied me easily.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

I noted her natural expression and was flustered.

Delia came closer to me while touching her stomach. It was like she was emphasizing her position. "Theo personally admitted yesterday that he was only pretending to argue with you. But he also told me that he had long grown tired of you and wanted to get a divorce. He just hadn't found the right opportunity. Now the opportunity has come, he can finally divorce you."

How was that possible?

I laughed coldly, not taking Delia's words to heart.

She noted my disdain, but her tone was still brisk. "It's okay. You don't have to believe me now. You can wait for Theo to come back and verify everything."

Delia calmly took a seat after she said that, stroking her stomach as she comforted the child in it.

I also sat down slowly.

I believed none of the things she said just now.

However, since Delia dared confront

me, then Theo must have told her this. Perhaps Theo had no choice.

He did say he wanted to protect me. This was probably another

his

way of

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It did not matter. I would be able to tell the truth as long as I see Theo.

Time passed slowly, and soon, I heard sounds from the outside.

Theo had returned.

Hearing the door open, I stood up and looked over.

It was him.

When he saw me, Theo was stunned. It was obvious that he did not expect me to return. He then came in. Just when I was about to go over to him, Delia beat me to it and went up to greet him.

"Theo, you're back."

She leaned her head on Theo's shoulder like a bird on a human. There was a happy smile on her lips, and it was not fake.

I then looked at the way Theo looked at her...