The Woman From Hell

Miss Woods sighed and continued, "I remember the time when you first arrived in the Grant family. You were full of smiles. Old Madam Grant figured that Mr. Grant would one day be influenced by you and start to smile after the two of you got along after some time. It seems that Mr. Grant has changed quite a bit as he has started talking more when he's with you. He's also much gentler now."

I laughed. Really? My impression of him was that he was always a cold and lofty guy.

"It’s easy to be in a bad mood now that you're pregnant, but don't keep quarreling all the time. How are you supposed to spend the rest of your lives together?"

I understood that Miss Woods was worried about us and she was only saying this out of good intentions. Hence, I said to her with a smile, "Miss Woods, you've seen how he's been treating me all these years. He won't change because of me. That's my destiny and I acknowledge it. I'll control my emotions next time and stop quareling with him. Don’t worry."

"Oh, child!" Miss Woods sighed helplessly. "That’s how all young people are. If you don’t appreciate each other when you’re together, you'll only understand the

good catch you missed out on when you're my age. It'll be too late for regrets when that happens. Therefore, don't give up on the person you love so easily or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life."

Miss Woods persuaded me eagerly. I did not know how to respond and merely nodded in silence.

Between Theo and I, the one who was always in a dilemma had always been me. Things piled up and I bottled them up. I would keep them inside of me with no way of venting them out.

As for Theo, he had never cared about me, hence he would not care about those things either. He did not even bother entertaining me in the past. Thanks to the child, he was more caring and

attentive to me now. However, these feelings were not an indication of love. Thus, he would not regret a thing.

I was just too greedy.

I let out a wry smile. "I'll think about the things you said, Miss Woods. Thank you." She was saying it out of good intentions, but she was still an outsider and did not understand what was going on between us.

Seeing my perfunctory reply, Miss Woods shook her head and sighed. "You’re a stubborn young lady."

I smiled without saying a word. Those in a relationship would know if a relationship was cold or warm. What others saw was just the surface, the most desirable and perfect image.

Seeing my demeanor, she continued, "Ms. Wanda, you must know that Mr. Grant truly loves you. Although he doesn't say it out loud, I can tell. Take this time, for example. He got into such a serious car accident but D r. Lynch said he insisted on leaving the hospital before he was fully recovered. He kept asking for your whereabouts as soon as he got back, only to find out that you went to Rosella City after making a few calls.

"He wanted to go there, but due to the condition of his body, Dr. Lynch stopped him. When he later learned that you were coming back, he ordered me to prepare all sorts of food for you and went out very early in the morning to pick you up. If this is not love, then what i s?

"Also, when Mr. Grant isn't home, you often daydream alone. When he's at home, you'll smile unknowingly and brighten up. That's love! Tell me, you clearly care about each other so why can't you-" 1

"I think something's burning in the kitchen, Miss Woods." I cut her off and pointed at the kitchen.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

"Oh no, the soup!" Miss Woods was stunned and inhaled hard before darting to the kitchen. 1

I stirred the chicken soup in the bowl as my thoughts drifted far away. Theo loved me? I had no idea if my understanding of love was too superficial or if everyone's perception of love was simply too optimistic.

I was abandoned at a very young age and was an extremely insecure person. I got extremely sensitive when it came to emotions and would even start

classifying them.

Mom adopted me and cared for me when I was young, which made me think that it was kinship, not something related by blood.

Cecilia had been accompanying me this whole time, and we shared a friendship where we both accompanied each other.

As for Theo, his heart had belonged to Cindy in the last three years. The occasional kindness he showed m e was only because of the child. He was always willing to risk his life to protect others.

How could I possibly think that a person like that loved me?

This was not the kind of love I wanted. My understanding of love was that it lasted a lifetime between just two people.

He would not change for me.

I admitted that I liked him, hence I could put up with him being unpredictable and cold-hearted, but that did not mean I would play dumb and mistake his current behavior for love!