The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 528

"But...” Tyler spoke softly, "Although I'll support you no matter what you do, I hope you won’t regret it one day. After all, there’s no medicine for regret in this world."

After a pause, he continued, "Also, even if your heart is filled with hatred, don't be completely consumed by it. Doing evil because of evil and becoming evil because o f evil aren’t the same thing. I hope you can go back to being your old self after your revenge and begin a new life."

There would always be a person standing unconditionally by your side no matter what you became. They would know everything about you and accept it all. For me, that person was Tyler.

However, I did not expect to hear these words from him. These did not seem like the kind of words that would come out of his mouth.

I felt like I needed to rethink his character...

"I've changed." Tyler let go of me. "Have my changes made you fall in love with me just a bit?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "No."

"You’re too cruel, Wandy. That's hurtful."

These were words to express that someone was unfairly treated. It would be nice if he could put on a similarly wronged expression. Otherwise, saying these things with a smile would only make him seem weird.

After entering the gown shop and trying on the gowns, I grabbed his arm and blandly said before we left, "You need to help me at the banquet tomorrow.”

"How can I help you?" Tyler asked, puzzled.

I pursed my lips. "I'll tell you tomorrow."

"Okay."

He always agreed to my requests readily, but I rarely said thank you. It made me seem a little too heartless, hence I said, "Thanks for everything, Tyler."

I slept very early that night and went to the company the next day to work the whole morning before going back to the apartment to rest in the afternoon. At four i n the evening, Tyler brought me to the gown shop again.

I tried eight gowns yesterday that were suitable for m e, so I had to pick two from the pile for the banquet today. One would serve as a backup to be taken to the banquet venue.

I was nonchalant about it, but Tyler began to seriously choose them.

In the end, he picked a beige gown for me to change into. When I came out, he nodded in satisfaction. "This one is more conservative."

The make-up artist started to work on my makeup, while Tyler stood next to me and observed the whole process. He gave some instructions as well. I could not stand it anymore and said, "Why don’t you do my makeup, Tyler?"

"If I could do it, I would have done it myself. Hold on." He looked coldly at the makeup artist. "This is called a n eye shadow, right? Do you think she suits this color? Do you think it's appropriate for her to wear heavy makeup in a dress this color?”