The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1984

After having dinner with Jerome and Xander on a moonlit night, they took me back to the villa. I got out of the car, said goodbye to them, and went to the living room.

What I did not expect was that Theo was actually in the living room.

I ignored him, heading upstairs just after a glance.

"We… Let's talk."

His voice abruptly came from behind, freezing me in place. I turned around and met his eyes that were looking over. There was confusion in my voice, and my head was tilted. "Are you talking to me?"

Theo stood up and shoved his hands in his pocket. He looked cold, but when he looked at me, there was something else in his eyes. It was as if he was looking forward to talking with me. "There’s no one else here."

What a rarity.

The corner of my brow lifted slightly into an arc as I smiled sweetly. "Okay."

Stepping off the steps, I picked up my feet and turned around, walking to Theo. I chose to sit face-to-face with him to communicate better.

Looking up, I stared at him. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

Theo finally took his hands out of his pockets, but he crossed them and rubbed them back and forth. I had never seen him so hesitant. What did he want to say to me?

Lifting up my legs and crossing them, I chose a comfortable position and leaned back as I looked at him. "Time is precious, President Grant. The moment your wife comes down and sees you and I alone here, she's going to trouble me again."

"Nicky isn’t that kind of person."

I did not expect the first thing he would say was in defense of Nicky. Although I had accepted the status quo, it did not mean that I was generous. I still got uncomfortable when he was so protective and preferential toward her in front of me.

Hearing his words, I could not help laughing out loud. "So that's what she said."

It was a pretty good script. Xander was right. If Nicky wanted to be in the entertainment industry, even if she did not become an actress, she could be a screenwriter. This story was first-class.

"What are you laughing about?" Theo asked me.

I looked at him. "You believe Nicky so much, so why still come to me? She already said so."

I did not mind it.

Theo looked at me with a bit of heat in his eyes before shaking his head. "I don't think you’re a sick person. Maybe there’s some truth to your words."

His words piqued my interest. Staring into his eyes, I bent over, pursed my lips, and smiled. "Then tell me, what words of mine are true and which of them are false?"