The Woman From Hell
Chapter 220

Chapter 220

His voice was very loud, and it seemed like the words were said out of anger. I did not struggle andlay there quietly.

"Who did you meet today?" His expression was gloomy, and his dark eyes were radiating with fury.

"It's not important." I rubbed my face against his muscular chest and found a comfortable position tohug him.

He did not say a word, but I knew he was angry; very angry, in fact. I simply closed my eyes andpretended that I did not know.

The phone suddenly rang, and it broke the silence in the room.

It was his.

He took his phone out of the pocket and glanced at it. I t was Cindy. I sat upright and broke freefrom his embrace. I wanted to stay away and did not want to be embraced by him anymore, but heclung to me tightly.

He pressed the speakerphone button before answering the call.

Before he even spoke, Cindy’s impatient voice came through. “Theowy, I'm going back to Salt Citytomorrow to help my mom with the company for

some time. Could you come pick me up at the airport?"

I placed my head on his chest and found a more comfortable position.

He tucked my hair behind my ear and said, "I have something going on tomorrow. I'll ask Zedd to gopick you up. What time is your flight?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the call, and it took a long while for Cindy to speak.Her voice was a little soft. "Theowy, you promised to take care of me for a lifetime yet you can'teven fulfill this tiny favor of mine?"

Theo stared at his phone silently.

Knowing that he felt uncomfortable, I looked up at him and said into the phone, "I’m feeling a bitunder the weather recently, so my husband needs to stay home and take care of me. Please don’tmake things hard for him, Miss Reed."

The corner of Theo's mouth curved into an arc, and his voice was still low. "Send the flight numberand time to Zedd. Get him to pick you up tomorrow. That’s all!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone, not giving Cindy the chance to talk.

He then bowed his head and kissed my forehead lightly, saying, "This is what a wife should do."

He looked like he was in a good mood, but I was speechless. Such people did exist.

"You must be hungry now. Wait here, I'll make something for you to eat." After saying that, he kissedme again and walked out of the bedroom.

I checked the time. It was already eight in the evening. I was not sleepy anymore and got out of thebedroom.

He was busy in the kitchen. He smiled when he saw m e come out and said, "Take a seat first. It'llbe done in n o time."

Cecilia's house had been vacant for a long time. I was very curious about what he could cook.

20 minutes later, he brought me a bowl of noodles with eggs. "I searched the fridge for a long timebut there were only two eggs and half of a sausage. Just eat some of this. I have no idea howCecilia survived here."

I stared at the steaming hot egg noodles in front of me with wet eyes.

"What's wrong? Does it taste bad? The book said that pregnant ladies shouldn't consume too muchsalt and can’t eat spicy food, so I made it light-flavored. There are no onions either. It may lookunappetizing, but it doesn't taste that bad. Try some."

He fed me some noodles after that as if he was coaxing a child. He was patient and gentle.

I looked at him in a daze. Everything in front of my eyes seemed a little unrealistic. Previously, ascene like this would have only appeared in my dreams or only if the woman with him was Cindy.

From the day I married him, he had always treated me coldly. His tenderness and concern were allsaved for Cindy.

I felt like I had switched lives with Cindy. He was directing all the kindness he had for her to me. Ihad a hard time believing it, and I was also worried. I was afraid that it was all just a dream. I wouldnot be able t o endure the loss and heartache if I were to ever wake up one day.

I was feeling troubled and did not feel like eating anything. I barely took a few mouthfuls after hetried t o force me to eat. I could not bring myself to eat more. 1

He put down the bowl and chopsticks when he saw how I was refusing to eat. He said, "I'll go buyyou some milk and fruits."

"It's okay. I'm really not hungry." I wanted to stop him, but he already got to the door and went out.

Not long after, he came back with a full bag. There was milk, fruits, and a few snacks. He forced meto finish the milk and eat some fruits before he stopped t o rest.

That night, he did not forcibly bring me back to the villa, but he did not leave either. Instead, hestayed together with me the whole night in Cecilia's house.