The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 “You are seven weeks pregnant.” When the obstetrician handed over the pregnancy report to me, I had

zero sense of joy within me. How did it happen so easily? If Theo Grant knew, would he not be willing

to divorce anymore? No, he would hate me even more for trying to use a child to tie him down. “The

first three months are crucial. Watch your diet, avoid having intercourse…” The doctor’s words brought

me back to reality. I put away the report into my bag and left the hospital. I was in no mood to work

anymore, so I decided to just go back to the villa. The villa was huge, but it was quiet all year long.

Theo left early and came back late. Even if he was at home, he would stay in his study or his bedroom.

I had no permission to enter either of these rooms. But, Theo was at home today. He sat on the sofa in

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the living room. He had a cold gaze, high nose bridge, and perfectly thin lips. Even his side view was

always so handsome and perfect. God really blessed this man. He had looks and money. Despite

noticing me coming, he continued reading his book with his head lowered, and asked coldly, “I heard

you went to the hospital?” “I was feeling unwell.” I was used to being silent, but would still reply when

talked to. He raised his head and looked at me, eyes full of indifference, and was displeased. “I’m

alright now, it won’t affect my work.” I was sure what he was displeased about, the company had a lot

of work during this period, so it really wasn’t the time for me to fall sick. He did not speak anymore and

lowered his head to continue reading. After a long time, he finally spoke, “You’ll be fully responsible for

choosing the product ambassador this time.” Theo was already a man of few words, and was like that

to me too. Other than work, he did not banter. “Yes.” I replied gently. I would accept whatever he

assigned me, it had become a habit. The two did not speak, and the atmosphere in the living room was

so silent it was bizarre. “Theo Grant!” Tugging at the report in my bag, after thinking for a while, I finally

mustered the strength. “Say it!” He still had his head lowered, his voice cold and bearing no trace of

any warmth. “…Have you eaten dinner?” I could not say the words ‘I’m Pregnant’ in the end. I did not

want to ruin the peaceful atmosphere. “You, go cook!” His speech was short and concise. “Huh? Me,

cook?” “You don’t want to?” He raised his head and glanced at me. “That’s not it.” I quickly stood up. “Is

pasta in tomato sauce okay?” He did not speak and lowered his head again, which was probably a sign

of agreement. After half an hour of fumbling around, the pasta was ready. “Try it, it’s not bad.” I put the

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pasta in front of him and passed a fork over with anticipation. He raised his head, his gaze was cold as

usual. He took over the fork and wanted to eat, but the phone rang. He looked down at it and quickly

accepted the call, his tone soft. “Cindy, what’s wrong?” Theo Grant’s warmth was Cindy Reed’s and

hers only. “Stay there, I’ll come over now.” Who knew what Cindy said, but Theo was patiently

consoling her and did not have that cold aura around him anymore. He hung up, put down the fork, and

stood to leave. This was not the first time this had happened, I was numb to it. I sat there for a long

time. The pasta turned cold and clumpy. Taking up a fork, my tears flowed uncontrollably. I lowered my

head and slowly jammed the pasta into my mouth, strand by strand. After finishing the pasta, I headed

into the bathroom, preparing to take a bath and sleep after that. When I was about to finish my shower,

a sturdy body suddenly pulled me into his embrace.