The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1891

I spent several days working from home.

Days passed and everything was calm. Nicky had probably spoken to her mother.

Since things had been quiet for so many days, nothing should happen.

Hence, I would talk to Theo about going back to work in the company the next day.

"Why don't you wait a few more days?" Theo frowned after hearing my proposal. He obviously did not want me to go out.

I knew he was trying to prevent problems before they happened. "It's been so many days. Those who should have gone would have gone, no?"

Theo still shook his head. "Maybe she's waiting for an opportunity."

That also made sense.

I lowered my head in contemplation and thought of a very important point. "I heard Nicky say that her mother is an impatient person. How could she endure not going after so many days? I think she has likely been persuaded by Nicky."

I looked up to observe Theo's expression while I said that and saw that his expression was still solemn.

Pursing my lips, I murmured, "So do I have to hide at home for every day that she does not show up? It's been so many days. If I still bump into her when I go out, then it's destiny that I should face this matter. I admit that, alright, Theo?"

I nudged him.

Theo finally compromised, likely because I was making a fuss. "Okay, you can go back to work."

"You're so great." I patted his cheek.

He looked at me with a half-smile, his expression one of helplessness. "Alright, can we sleep now?"

"Okay." I lay down without hesitation, and Theo covered me with the blanket. He was still handling some work matters, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

My neck started feeling more and more uncomfortable. What was happening?

I opened my eyes, and the hazy environment made my heart lurch.

I was dreaming again.

Before I could react, someone grabbed my neck in an instant. I could not see that person's face, but they were squeezing so hard that I could not breathe.

Her vicious voice echoed in my ears. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault that my daughter has that scar on her face!"

I was finally done when they came back after eating.

"Your food."

"Thank you."

Only then did I start on my lunch. I had just taken a few mouthfuls when I heard quite a number of people talking outside.

"I think someone brought a reporter over when I came in just now."

"What a grand gesture! What happened?"

"I don't know, it feels like something big."

Reporter?

Could it be...?

I immediately went downstairs after I reacted to it.