The Woman From Hell

I pursed my lips and lowered my gaze. "You see now? This is the outcome of trying to reach out to him. Let's not go."

"He probably heard the last bit. Let's go wait and see," Shannon said as she looked at me. Her words were decisive, and I could not really reject her.

She dragged me to the restaurant. It felt like I was sitting on pins and needles in the private room.

We heard something outside the door from time to time and looked out, but no one opened the door even after a long time had passed. The anticipation in my eyes died again.

Just what was I expecting?

I asked myself as I sighed.

Hearing my sigh, Shannon came over and held my hand. "It's alright. Even if he doesn't come, we'll get our answer."

I nodded but did not say anything.

Time crawled by. Shannon and I were already done eating with only a little left of the last dessert but still, there was no movement outside the door.

Looking at the time on the phone, I said, "Let's go. It's late."

Shannon looked at the door. She was a little unwilling and muttered, "Let's wait just a bit more. Ten minutes, another ten minutes."

I looked down and sighed again.

The agreed ten minutes passed quickly, and I looked at Shannon. "Let's go."

Shannon did not say anything else now. She slowly stood up and picked up her bag. "Alright. Let's go, then."

Just as we were about to leave, the door suddenly opened and the waiter ushered someone in. "Sir, this way please."

The person behind him was... Theo.

I did not think he would come. I did not realize that this was really happening until the man's sharp figure came into view.

The waiter closed the door, and Theo stood in front of us before taking a seat. Shannon and I also slowly sat down. My gaze stayed on Theo. The expression on my face might seem indifferent, but there was already a storm in my heart. "You have impeccable timing, President Grant. A few minutes later and we would have left," Shannon said with a smile.

Theo's expression was calm. He glanced at Shannon lightly before fixing his gaze on me. "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

His tone was still so indifferent.

I was indeed a little nervous, and my fingertips were cold. Of course, I had many questions I wanted to ask, but I swallowed them all the moment he

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"If there's nothing, I'm leaving." Theo got up and was prepared to leave after he said that.

"Wait," I called out to him.

Theo sat down again, but there was no other color in his eyes. His expression was so cold as he waited for me to speak.

Just when I was about to open my

mouth, Shannon said, "I say, President Grant, you don't have to worry about anything here. So tell us the truth. Is it part of your plan to divorce Wanda?" en FindNovel

She immediately asked what I wanted to ask the most, but it was also the answer I could not bear to hear the most.

I was both looking forward to it and afraid of it.

I looked at Theo in front of me. His cold and expressionless appearance made my heart thump.

"No." Theo gave his answer after not long.

What did that mean?

"So, you divorced Wanda just to get

together with Delia?" There was disbelief in Shannon's originally calm expression. Even her voice filled with surprise.

"Yes."

The one simple word stabbed my heart again.

I clenched my hands together and could not help squeezing them harder.

I could not hide my discomfort and lowered my head.

To the side, Shannon started losing control over her emotions. "Theo Grant! How are you still able to face Wanda like this?"