The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 681

She was not entirely fearless. Her face became a little pale.

"So you do know fear," I said with a sneer.

Nadia looked at Mason as a look of fear gradually emerged on her face.

"I see." I felt absolutely ridiculed.

Mason still did not know how Cecilia died. How absurd.

"Miss Lane, I know you were best friends with Cecilia, but the dead can't come back to life, so it's time you put your sorrow away. After all, the living needs to continue living and stay positive."

How bold of her to say those words!

If I did not know what she had done, I might even hear those words and think of her as a very nice person.

"The dead can’t come back to life, but do you know how she died?" I looked at Mason and said in a low voice, "Mason, have you never investigated how Cecilia died?"

"Miss Lane!" Perhaps Nadia did not expect that I would ask Mason so bluntly, hence she panicked.

"Didn't Cecilia die of heavy bleeding from premature

labor after she received a shock from learning about your accident?”

I saw the pleading in her eyes and the hand that was placed on her belly. For a moment, I felt tremendously suffocated.

The fault of the adults should never implicate innocent children.

Although I was dying to let Mason see this woman’s true colors, for the sake of the child in her womb, I could not bring myself to do it.

Mason trotted up to me and asked anxiously, "How did Cecilia die?"

I shook my head. "If you care about Cecilia, then go ahead and find out for yourself. It makes no sense for me to tell you."

After a pause, I looked at Nadia and continued in a cold voice, "Miss Nadia, you’d better look out for yourself.”

"Do you not like that man, Mommy?" He yawned, seemingly tired.

I thought about it and shook my head, saying, "I don't like him nor do I hate him. It's just that he owes me someone very important."

"Mommy Cecilia?" Munchkin was very smart.

I nodded. "Yeah."

Munchkin waved his fists. "I think he's not that handsome anymore."

I smiled but did not say anything else.

After leaving the cemetery, I held Munchkin and stood at the roadside to wait for a ride.

A black Honda CR-V drove over and pulled over in front of me.

I could guess who was in the car. Sure enough, the window rolled down to reveal Mason's cold and indifferent face.