The Woman From Hell
Chapter 1344

"Only a tasteless man like Theo Grant could fall in love with a woman like you. Aren't you lucky?" Tory Zimmerson asked in disdain. His words enraged me.

I looked up and glared at him. "Are you sick in the head, Tory? Can't you talk like a civilized person? Why are you giving me attitude?"

I was not provoking him. I only reprimanded him because he took away my phone and answered my calls as he pleased.

Tory's expression was filled with rage, but he did not say anything else.

I could not be bothered with him. I knelt on

the ground and picked up my wrecked phone.

I was not sure what he was thinking, but he reached out and shoved me, making me fall to the ground.

Then, he left in a huff with his phone in his hand.

I cursed him internally. Was he insane? Surely, only a madman would do something like this.

I had given all my cash to Anthony, and Tory had destroyed my phone. There was no way I could call for a cab now.

Seeing that Tory had not gone far, I called out to him, "Please wait a minute, Mr.

Zimmerson."

He stopped and turned to look at me, fixing me an icy glare. "What now?"

"Since you broke my phone, I have no way of calling a cab. Can you please send me home?"

I thought that even though he had a bad attitude, he might still have the slightest sense of chivalry. Surely, he had no reason to reject my request, but I seemed to have underestimated him. He said coldly, "It's none of my business if you can't get home."

He just turned and left as soon as he said that. He left me frozen in place, not knowing what to do.

I was furious. What a scumbag!

I had no choice but to walk back to the hotel. It was not a far walk, but I was jumpy the whole time, worried that Anthony might try to stop me again.

Theo had already returned. He was sitting on the couch with a displeased look on his face.

I looked at him and explained, "I met Tory when I was out. Not only did he snatch away my phone like a madman, but he also smashed it. I was so pissed off."

He did not respond, and his gaze was still fixed squarely on the book in his hands.

I walked over and sat down beside him with a smile. "You left so early in the morning. How was work?"

Theo slammed the book down and got up. He walked briskly into the bathroom. It was as if he did not hear me or see me.

I was stunned. Was he angry?

Why?

After sitting on the couch for a while, Theo re-emerged from the bathroom.

I asked him patiently, "Why are you in a bad mood, Theo?

"I bumped into Amelie's brother, Anthony, today. He almost killed me. Luckily, Tory saved me. He might be despicable, but at least he's not heartless." Theo furrowed his brows and looked at me, not saying a word.