The Woman From Hell

My mind felt like it was mush when I exited the coffee shop.

Just what was going on these days?

I drove back to the apartment and heard someone calling my name behind me before I even entered, "Wanda." The voice was faint, but I was very familiar with it.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

I turned around and smiled slightly. "Susan."

After inviting Susan into the apartment, I poured her a cup of tea. "It's so sudden. You should have informed me."

After accepting the tea, Susan put the cup down on the table. She looked up slightly and glanced at me. "If I had called in advance, I might not have been able to see you." Susan's response stunned me.

I pursed my lips, my voice soft. "So, you know about it too."

"How could I not? Not only have you rejected help from your friends, but you even rejected your brother. Why are you so cruel to yourself?"

I could hear the complaint and affection in Susan's tone.

I lowered my gaze and sighed quietly, the smile on my face fading. "Weren't you the same? You left to another village on your own."

Susan shook her head. "I still had one other person with me then. I also had my son, and there was no danger. But it's different for you. Forget not having anyone to comfort you by your side, but do you think you can avoid all the danger lurking around you?" I could tell Susan came here today as a mediator. Tyler had probably told her a lot of things.

"You know as well that there are dangers everywhere. I can't drag anyone into this." I just did not want to get innocent people involved. Both Shannon and Marius had already gotten hurt because of me. How could I just watch everyone else get dragged through these turbulent waters too?

It was obvious that Susan noted my determination. She looked at me, her gaze helpless. "But you're disappointing the people you love by pushing them away with your own hands."

"Stop trying to change my mind, Susan. I won't contact them until the crisis is over." My eyes shone with determination.

I had made my decision, and no one would change it.

Susan's bright eyes dimmed as she lowered her head. "I knew it would be like this. I just thought I'd try. Fine, then."

She shook her head as she stood up. "I'm leaving."

"Won't you stay a little longer?" Truthfully, it was addictive interacting with people.

Talking with Susan just now made me feel like I was not alone. The loneliness in my heart had also receded so much.

I could not be greedy with this feeling.

"It's alright, you should go," I said again without waiting for Susan to reply.

Susan glanced at me before stepping forward and laying a hand on my shoulder. "If, and I mean if, you really can't carry on anymore, come home anytime." "Don't worry, I will."

"You can stay in this apartment without worry. Stay as long as you like. Take care." Susan's tone was solemn.

Seeing her down expression, I slowly smiled. "Why are you so down? It's not like we're never going to meet again!"

"I really leaving now." Susan waved to me. Her expression was not too good when she bid her farewell to me.

I was the only one left in this house after Susan left.

Returning to the room, I turned on the computer, and the hot news popped up in the lower right corner: [Delia Owens Officially Takes the Position of Young Lady of the Grant Family].

I closed the message even before I was done reading it. Rubbing between my brows, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Right. Why did I not think of it?

Since Nibel was a well-known big shot, there must be more or less some information about him on the internet.

I knocked myself on the head and immediately entered the search page, typing in 'Nibel.' However, all the information that appeared seemed irrelevant. I continued expanding my keywords...