The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 2489

I had wanted to find some breakthrough at the Hanging Garden, but they almost made a fool out of me. it would be a waste of time to stay here any longer.

I was still feeling a little confused and weighed down after finally sorting things out. What I did not expect was that I would bump into Theo at the door when the elevator arrived at the lobby on the first floor.

There seemed to be surprise and panic in his eyes when our gazes met.

“Theo, why are you here?”

Theo appearing right before me after those people left made me think there was some connection between them that could not be ignored.

It was terrifying thinking of this.

Someone I had spent nights and days together with in the past had deliberately gotten someone to threaten and intimidate me.

There was a wave of nausea in my stomach. “I didn't expect you to do this. I must have been blind to not be able to see your true colors.

“Don't touch me. I don’t like getting dirty!”

My emotions were agitated, and I was staggering unsteadily when I walked. Theo froze midway while trying to step forward.

He made no excuses for my questions and reproach. He was not even willing to lie. He just looked at me silently the entire time.

This behavior of neither denying nor accepting it was admittance to me.

That being the case, why did I have to worry about the little face I had left? “I was too stupid and naive to think that you were just making a momentary mistake. I’ve been trying to convince myself too, but in the end, it was exchanged for naked betrayal and hurt.

“Theo, the pain you gave me will all be returned to you one day.”

I could not stand encountering unvirtuous people who schemed, and for those who had been by my side, I could never forgive them. In the end, I slapped Theo and left angrily.

"All men's mouths are filled with sweet, deceitful words. I won't make the same mistake again.” I pushed Marius away as I laughed with tears in my eyes.

“You can't believe them. Yes, you’ll be miserable if you do,” Marius echoed me.

Alcohol was used to numb one’s nerves. I felt even more uncomfortable the more I drank. I did not want to face the cruel reality anymore and got myself absolutely wasted.

Marius hugged me in his arms as I sobbed.

In my daze, I saw his expression. He looked like he wished he could carry my burden.

His voice sounded in my ear, “You’ll feel better after you cry. I’ll use my actions to prove that my words are sincere.”

That night, I woke up multiple times from a nightmare, and every time I did, Marius would step forward to take care of me before putting me back to sleep. I could vaguely catch his appearance and voice...