The Woman From Hell
Chapter 807

Chapter 807

Why should everything be brought to light?

Mother once told me that the happiest way to live was by muddling through life.

One had to know how to forget and let go, then look forward and determine whether one would be happy.

I let out a self-deprecating smile. "Different personalities, I guess.”

Some people loved getting themselves into a dead end. I was one of those people.

At nine at night, I received a call from Petra.

The woman on the other end of the call was choking with sobs. She sounded like she was holding back her pain. "Wanda, it's... Mom."

What was my state of mind?

I never examined it closely. There was a slight pain in my chest. This was not resentment or anger, it was just helplessness.

How was I supposed to face her when she had caused the loss of my child?

I never found an answer to this question.

After a long time, I asked, "What is it?"

I tried my best to control the tone of my voice. I sounded neither enthusiastic nor indifferent.

She sighed weakly on the other end of the phone. "If you don't wish to see me, then I'll not force you. But you have a long way to go in the future. No matter what happens, don’t do things that you’ll

regret. Theo and I are both at fault. We’re not in the position to blame anyone. You're the only one who can make a judgment. I hope you can both think it through and live a happy life together.”

I fell silent and made no reply. It was not that I had nothing to say but it was because I saw the man who had just walked into the study.

It had only been a little over ten hours since we last met, but the man's face was pale and his dark pupils looked powerless and sickly.

"I’m hanging up," I said into the phone.

After putting down the phone, I looked at the man as h e walked toward me.

Our eyes met. His dark pupils were filled with tenderness and a hint of helplessness. "Keith said you didn’t wear enough layers when you went out. Why don't you know how to take care of yourself?"

I looked at him and said, "I wasn’t cold."

He walked up to me and held my hand. "Keith said you didn't eat much for dinner. Me neither. Can you eat some more? Take it as having a meal with me.”

I felt the warmth of his palm and nodded slowly.

He took me downstairs, his steps a little heavy. He was very unwell at the moment. His high fever had probably not subsided yet.

I raised my eyes and looked at his back, my heart aching a little.

"The reporters know that you're in the hospital. Grant Corporation is being criticized by the public again. How do you plan to handle it?” I asked blandly.

He looked back, his gaze falling on me. "Does being with me make you happy?”

I froze and fell silent for a very long time. "I've never thought of leaving.”

I did not consider myself happy, but I was at ease at least.

He smirked. "Great.”

His 'great' could mean a lot of things. I had no way of guessing it.

I did not have an appetite, but he had put food on my plate. He would be worried if I did not eat it, so I ate.

After dinner, Theo went to the study, whereas I went back to the bedroom.

I remembered the flash drive that was still plugged into the laptop and left the bedroom to go to the study.

I was not trying to keep this from him, but his guilt would only increase if he saw the state I was in in the past.