The Woman From Hell

"The Louises may not be one of the best among the gentry families in Whaldorf City, but they're definitely ranked on top. It’s not only because they're rich but also because several generations of their ancestors were officials.

"Grayson is the only exception. He enjoyed fighting since childhood, and although he later started an official business when he grew up, he managed to develop his own power and became a resounding figure.

"In his youth, Grayson met Petra, a girl in university who came from the countryside. She came to Whaldorf City to study. It was love at first sight, but the Louises disliked Petra because of her birth origin and refused to let Grayson marry her. The hardheaded Petra left Whaldorf City when she was pregnant. It was said that she returned to Salt City to marry an honest man.

"Though who would've thought that this honest man turned out to be dishonest? He resented the fact that Petra was pregnant before she got married and dumped the child after she was born. Petra was in so much pain after learning about it that she divorced the man.

"Later, she went abroad with a wealthy businessman, who was also her third husband. Eventually, she became famous abroad for her designs and created her own successful business. Though unfortunately, her husband died two years ago due to an illness, so she came back and rekindled her relationship with Grayson. She also found her long-lost daughter."

At this point, Molly looked at Tyler. Tyler’s face was dark and profound. There was not a single expression on it.

She then looked at me and continued, "You know her daughter. It's Cindy. As they suddenly have a daughter now, the Louises are said to have acknowledged Petra. At the same time, they announced that they’ve accepted Cindy back into the family again.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"I heard that the Louises pampers the beautiful and generous Miss Cindy very much. They've not only invited a professional to give her lessons on how to be a socialite but are also preparing to throw a massive party to announce Cindy’s identity to the public."

The string of words that Molly uttered did make it sound like she was telling a story.

However, I was annoyed to hear it and looked up at her. "These are all stories of other people. I’m not interested. If this is all you're going to tell me, then I'm sorry, I'm not interested.”

"Take it easy, Miss Lane. This may seem like it has nothing to do with you, but your husband has a major involvement in it. Therefore, I think it's necessary that you understand the background story.” Molly looked a t me, not annoyed or furious. Her lips were even curled into a smile.

I sneered. "That's what you think. Thanks for the attention, guys, but no matter what my husband does, I'll still trust him. I don’t want to hear anything about him from other people."

Tyler, whose expression was bland this whole time, suddenly smashed the teacup on the table. His expression was livid, and his voice sounded furious.

"Do you not want to know or are you afraid to know? Wanda Lane, I have no idea what you're still expecting, but haven't you learned your lesson by now? You endured the humiliation and had to leave Grant Corporation with a bad reputation because of him. You've always been a prideful lady, but why can't you let go of this man and just leave him?"

I was furious and glared at him with wide eyes. I yelled back at him, "Whether I continue to wait or get a divorce now has nothing to do with you. Who are you to tell me what to do with my life? What right do you have?"

"The fact that I’m your brother and I care most about you in this world." Tyler's eyes turned crimson as he glared at me with dark and sullen eyes.

"What kind of brother are you? Just because we used t o share meals together? If you still treat me as a sister, then please, Tyler, I beg you to please leave me alone

and let me be!”

I stood up and said in a cold voice, "Thanks for the tea. I'm leaving."

Having said that, I escaped the private room without waiting for them to reply and rushed out of the cafe.

Outside the door, Cecilia was pacing back and forth anxiously. When she saw me walking out, she immediately came up to me and grabbed my hand. She looked at me from top to bottom. "He didn't do anything to you, did he? Are you hurt?"

I shook my head and took Cecilia's hand as I walked down the stairs. "Let's go home.”

Cecilia looked back with unease. Upstairs, Tyler was standing at the door, watching us leave with a thoughtful look on his face.

It was already midnight when we hailed a ride back home. After an entire day out, Cecilia and I were both worn out. When we got home, we did not even have the strength to speak as we quickly washed up and went to bed.

Even though I was exhausted, I still woke up very early the next morning. I felt inexplicably anxious lately and my sleep quality had been pretty bad too.