The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1297

Chapter 1297

He was still in his pajamas and had no shoes on, so I told him to go upstairs and get changed.

The little guy wanted me to change his clothes for him, but I refused to. He ran up to Theo and acted like a spoiled child in front of him, asking him to do it instead.

I did not say anything and went back to my room, planning to take out the things from my luggage and sort them out.

I would probably live here from now on. I would still have to go back and handle the project after National Day, so I decided not to travel back and forth and give myself a hard time.

When I passed by toy stores or went to the mall previously, I would buy fun toys that I came across. I hoped to bring them home for Munchkin when I saw him.

Therefore, there were not many things that belonged to me in the suitcase as most of them were Munchkin's toys.

After a quick tidying up, I hung my clothes up and laid out the skincare products I brought with me on the dresser.

The door opened behind me. I thought it was Munchkin, so I said without looking back at him, "Do you usually get up and make your bed and change your clothes by yourself, Munchkin?"

Although Munchkin grew up in a very wealthy family and usually had a nanny to take care of him, he had to develop the habit of doing things by himself instead of becoming lazy because his family was well off.

After receiving no reply from Munchkin for a long time, I turned around curiously.

I saw Theo standing behind me, his eyes as dark as the night.

I quickly turned around, not planning to say a word.

"How's Mr. Zimmer's injury?" The man's voice was low and attractive.

"He's recuperating well."

Theo sat on the bed and tried to find something to say to me. “When do you plan to go back?"

"After National Day."

It was simply too awkward for both parties to ask and answer questions in such a rigid manner.

However, Theo had no plans to stop and continued asking, "When do you plan to go to the Schumans' place?"

I did not intend to respond and turned around to leave.

I was already feeling irritable, and what he was doing was making me even more irritable.

"Wait." Theo got up and grabbed my arm." Must we keep arguing like this?"

I looked at him and blandly asked, "When did we argue?"

Theo sighed, his voice was much colder than before. "Wanda, I believe we can sit down and have a talk if there's any conflict between us. Starting a cold war and being unreasonable will not solve the problem at all."

I sneered. "You’re right, Mr. Grant. I am being unreasonable. If you don't like it, then don't come to me and say you want to talk. Is it fun to torture yourself like that?'

That was how people were sometimes.

Despite being able to talk on good terms, one would simply refuse to do it and insist on making hurtful remarks.

Theo's countenance sank as he said in a cold voice, "Fine. If you insist on being like that, then I'll stop bothering you."

Obviously, that was his anger talking.

He turned around to leave. I took a deep breath and walked up to the dresser and sat down.

After recollecting myself, I realized that I was indeed being unreasonable.

Cassey walked in with Pudding in her arms. She asked me curiously, "Is arguing a part of your pastime? Have you ever seen other married couples arguing just because of a disagreement?"

I looked at her and helplessly said, "I wasn't able to control my anger. I didn't want this to happen either."

Cassey was rendered speechless."

Honestly, it's hard to find a man like Theo these days. He's truly a good man. What else do you expect him to do? His company is in big trouble, which keeps him on his toes every day. But he still left everything aside just to come back and coax you."