The Woman From Hell
Chapter 874

Chapter 874

After she left, Theo looked at me. "When did you become so kind?"

I froze, then said, "It's on the way, isn’t it?"

He smiled faintly. "This isn't a reason, Wanda.”

I thought about it and gave a more pertinent answer," How can I put it? I feel sorry for this woman."

She was probably almost 40 now. As our grandparents would say, one would be established by the age of 30 and firm-up one's station in life by the age of 40. Judging from her age, even though she was given higher pay in Whaldorf City, she had a house, a car, and children in Salt City. The pay raise was not enough reason for her to come and work in Whaldorf City. Most importantly, she was more introverted than before. With all of this factored in, it was highly likely that there was something going on in her family.

Theo nodded and said no more.

The car drove home. Theo held my hand and asked mildly, "Aren't you jealous about what happened earlier?"

I had yet to realize what he was referring to when he stared straight at me. I came back to my senses and said with a smile, "I understand. No matter how strong

Elena is, she’s still a woman, after all. She was terrified to encounter something like that. It was inevitable for her to lose control of herself when she saw you."

Theo's countenance darkened even more after what I said. I was puzzled for a moment. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Only one simple word.

I was a little baffled. He had asked me the question in a gentle tone. How did his tone suddenly get so cold?

Unsure what he was mad about, I knew better than to say anything else.

The car came to the entrance of the villa, and as soon a s it came to a stop, Theo quickly got out of the car with no intention to wait for me. He walked straight into the villa.

He was walking so quickly that I could not even catch up while trotting after him. When I ran into the villa, h e had already gone upstairs.

What exactly had happened that made him so angry?

I took a breather and quickly walked upstairs.

I entered the bedroom and was just about to speak when Theo removed his coat and tossed it on the bed. He walked into the bathroom.

Bang! The door of the bathroom was slammed loudly.

Feeling a little speechless, I stood in the same spot for a few minutes before going to the dressing room to change into my pajamas.

Not long after changing into my pajamas, Theo came out of the shower.

A bath towel was draped around his lower body, and his firm chest was dazzling to look at.

Our eyes met, but Theo looked away first. He appeared exceptionally cold.

There was no one else in the villa but us. He did not change his clothes and left the bedroom just like that, leaving me sitting dumbfoundedly on the bed.

Why exactly was he mad?

A roaring rage too!

I was puzzled, and even though I really wanted to ask him why, I knew it would be better to let him calm down and cool off first before asking him.

Therefore, I grabbed a clean bath towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I came out and saw that Theo had not returned yet. I changed into my pajamas and went to the study.

The reason why I was sure that he would go to the study was probably from years of understanding him.

When I went in, I did not knock on the door and pushed the door in directly.

I was surprised that he was neither reading nor working. He was watching dramas.

When I walked in, I heard a word of French before he switched it off.

I looked at him, baffled. I said, "It's getting late, Theo. Time to go to bed."

He did not say anything and stood up from the computer. He went to lie down on the bed in the study.