The Woman From Hell

He stopped in his tracks and asked apathetically, "What is the matter?"

“It is Grandmother's funeral today,” I said quickly.

He paused for a long time before saying, "It is good enough if you attend."

"But she is your grandmother." His attitude toward his grandmother had already made his eldest uncle

and his second uncle very unhappy. If he did not attend today, what would they think?

"I have already made arrangements for the burial. Go and talk to Keith." His voice was calm as if he

was giving instructions.

Seeing that he was about to leave again, I raised my voice and said uncomfortably, “I have agreed to

the divorce. The condition is that you accompany me to Grandmother's funeral in the afternoon, and I

will sign the divorce papers after that.”

For some reason, my words managed to provoke him. He grabbed my jaw and snapped, “It is not up to

you whether to divorce or not. You do not have the final say.”

I did not struggle and just let him grab me. I just looked up at him with a determined gaze.

After a long time, he let go of me and gritted his teeth. “Very well, I promise you. I will go to the funeral

myself, but you cannot follow! Also, terminate the contract with Sherry immediately.” He coldly spoke

those words and left without looking back.

I laughed silently. How ironic. Theo was going to announce to everyone that I would be kicked out of

the house.

"Wanda Lane, you are too humble and pitiful. I have said it before. As long as I want it, Theo will give it

to me." Cindy said mockingly beside me.

I turned around. Cindy was no longer playing nice as before. The innocence and cuteness on her face

had long disappeared, leaving behind only the triumphant look.

"Miss Cindy is indeed a natural-born actress. The speed at which you changed your attitude is

admirable." I did not want to see her, so I turned around to leave.

Cindy immediately stood up and stopped me. Theo was not around, so she did not need to pretend

anymore. She looked at me coldly and said, "As long as you sign the divorce papers obediently, I will

give up on the female lead role. Otherwise, just wait for a lawsuit!"

I was taken aback, but I smiled and just looked at her. “Are you using your status as a mistress to force

me into a divorce?”

"You are the mistress!" She was sensitive to being called a mistress and shouted, "If it were not for you,

I would have married Theo a long time ago. He doesn't love you at all. The person he loves is me, and

I am the only one in his heart."

"But I am still the rightful Mrs. Grant!" Ignoring her fury, I coldly walked around her and started to leave.

Other than Theo, I would not let anyone hurt me.

Cindy was left speechless by my retort. She pulled me over and said, "Wanda, you are so shameless.

Theo already hates you so much. Why are you still shamelessly hanging around him like a fly?"

I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned around. In a calm voice, I said, "How is it shameless? The

Grant family is rich, and Theo has both good looks and is very masculine. What use do you think I have

for such a man?"

"You are too shameless!" Cindy could not win the argument, so she raised her hand in an attempt to hit

me.

I would not give her a chance.

I grabbed her raised hand and said slowly, "If I were you, I would continue to pretend to be pure like a

fake b*tch and not reveal my true colors." Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

With that, I swung her hand away.

Unexpectedly, Cindy was thrown backward from my action. She instinctively reached out to grab

something next to her. A huge antique vase on the table was knocked over and was about to hit her

head.

I extend both my hands quickly. Luckily, I reacted quickly enough to catch the vase. I let out a sigh of

relief, lifted the vase, and placed it back on the table.

At this moment, Cindy, who was now lying on the ground, suddenly shivered. "Wanda, I will give up the

role of the female lead. Do not smash me with the vase..."

Before I could react, my body was pushed away by a strong force. The vase fell and shattered into

pieces. I lost my balance and fell to the ground. My right hand pressed against the pile of broken

porcelain pieces.

"Wanda Lane, how dare you!” Theo had a grim expression on his face. His dark eyes were so profound

that it was scary.