The Woman From Hell
Chapter 891

Chapter 891

I was the line that must not be crossed, and Theo's rage stemmed from Elana's malice toward me.

Though no matter how spiteful Elena was, we could not just leave her here.

Seeing that Theo was about to leave, I grabbed his hand and said, "I'm no saint, Theo. I won't take pity on her. I'm only doing this because she’s an employee of Grant Corporation. Think about it. You just introduced her at the annual convention, and she was the main character of the news a few days ago. If something happens to her, you and Grant Corporation won't be spared.”

I felt sorry for her birth origin, but not when she made such a scene in a despondent manner in front of The Imperial Club’s entrance. She had asked for it. As an adult, she should bear the consequences of her actions.

Besides, I understood why she was acting this way.

Theo was too outstanding. It was normal for Elena to g o crazy over him.

Elena would not be the first, and there would be many more women like Elena in the future. I did not wish to see Theo handle it the same way every time as he would carry a bad reputation.

Theo fell silent for a very long time before sighing and going back to see The Imperial Club's manager. He asked him to get someone to send Elena home.

When he walked out, he asked with a face full of helplessness, "Happy now?"

I nodded and held his hand, saying with a smile, "Let's go home."

After getting into the car, Theo buckled up his seat belt but did not start the car engine. He merely looked unblinkingly at me for a few seconds before saying with a smile, "You don’t seem that hostile toward her."

I was stunned for a moment. "I'm not hostile toward Elena?"

Theo nodded. "Why?"

I mulled it over and said, "It's not that I'm not hostile toward her. It's just that I know that you love me and a m very sure of your love for me, so no matter how hard of a crush these women have on you, I won't be afraid because I know you'll never leave."

He looked at me with deep abysmal eyes. "Do you trust me that much?"

I nodded and looked at him with certainty, saying," Theo, we've already gone through a third of our lives. I f we still can’t trust each other at this age, then we would have separated long ago, wouldn't we?"

He fell silent for a very long time. He did not say anything else after that and started the car engine.

It was silent all the way. I was starting to find him difficult to read.

I figured that there was nothing wrong with what I said, but why was he so quiet?

Winter in Whaldorf City was exceptionally long. Thinking about it now, I seemed to have only experienced autumn and winter in Whaldorf City.

The first time I came to Whaldorf City was in late autumn. I had just lost my child at the time and spent my days in a daze. I did not know what I was going to do every day. I was blind to the scenery no matter how good it looked.

I then left the city and came back again in early autumn. The city had not changed, but my state of mind had. This time, I knew what I was going to do every day and I started admiring the beautiful scenery as well.

After a heavy snowfall, I got up in the morning, had m y breakfast, and sat on the bay window while admiring the snow. I thought to myself that life should always be this calm and quiet.

Although Theo was on annual vacation now, the acquisition of Zimmer Corporations was still ongoing. Hence, he still needed to go to the company every day t o get things sorted out.

With regards to the acquisition of Zimmer Corporations, I could only gain an understanding of the matter from the inte. It turned out Zimmer

Corporations was currently reeling from a full collapse.

Bouncing back was practically impossible now. I could imagine how badly battered Matthew must be right now.

At the thought of Matthew, my head started ringing in pain. My good mood turned bad.

I stood up from the bay window and planned to go to the kitchen to get something to snack on.

Caroline was not busy cleaning the house but was holding a rag in her hands and standing in front of the window in a daze.

I walked over and asked in a soft voice, "Is something bothering you?"

She was too lost in thoughts that my words startled her. She turned around and patted her chest, saying," I'm sorry, Mrs. Grant. I was just thinking about something."