The Woman From Hell

Thus, under everyone's watchful gazes, I led my ex-husband into a private room.

This was the outcome I wanted, which was for everyone to see me talking with Theo alone.

Upon entering the room, I closed the door and then went to the window to draw the curtains.

I turned back and saw Theo sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. He was looking at me calmly with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth...

...

After an hour-long conversation, someone finally could not wait anymore and came smacking the door of the room.

"Wanda, what on earth do you have to say to Theo? It's been an hour. Get out here!"

Delia's voice boomed outside the door as it trembled under her hand. It was as if she was about to run the door down.

I glanced at the door of the room before turning my gaze to Theo. "Your fiancee still has quite the temper."

"Let's go out."

I fished out a lipstick from my bag and fixed my lips. I might have lost the battle, but I would not be underestimated. I stood up leisurely, went to the door, and unlocked it. The moment the door opened, Delia rushed in, almost falling down.

Delia shot me a stern look as she said sharply, "You think you can afford it if I were to fall and lose the baby?"

"I merely opened the door. You're the one who got too excited, Miss Owens. You can't pin it on me even if you had actually fallen." I smiled as I faced Delia.

"Theo, look at her!" Since Delia could not get one over me, she started whining to Theo like a baby.

She stepped forward and grabbed Theo's arm while at the same looking at me proudly as if she were showing off.

I shrugged, paying her no need.

Marius had been following behind Delia closely. He came to stand beside me and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay. Chatting with President

Grant was a pleasant

said deliberately in a

thought-provoking tone as I cast a

glance at Delia.

Sure enough, she failed to hold herself back and tugged at the corner of Theo's clothes, asking, "What were you guys talking about?"

Before Theo could answer, I

interjected, "President Grant, this

Satters of great importance. It

should be a secret between us. What do you think?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Theo and I don't keep secrets between the two of us." Delia raised her head and straightened her chest with a confident expression. She them looked at Theo, who was next to her. "Isn't that right, Theo?" Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Theo replied after a few seconds of silence, "It's really not a matter other people should know of, Delia. So, please don't ask anymore."

I smiled, perhaps a little mockingly.

Delia, who had just been embarrassed on the spot, was obviously unhappy. Yet, she could only swallow her anger. "Theo, I'm tired. Let's go home." "Okay," Theo responded softly before leading Delia out of the room.

Before they left, Delia gave me a warning with her eyes.

After they were some distance away, Marius came back to me after dispersing the crowd and asked, "What did you guys talk about?"

"He'll be thinking about working with Silas."

"If he does that, Grant Corporation will have to deal with a lot of problems in the future. Will Theo really consider that?"

I nodded, confident. "He will."

Seeing how confident I was, Marius' expression gradually grew confused. "Did you and Theo really get a divorce?"

"Of course, it's already been notarized."

"The way you handled him makes me think you guys are "

"Don't think about it. Everyone is in it for their own benefit. Theo is no exception." I looked at Marius and smiled at him profoundly...