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The Woman From Hell

Chapter 233
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Chapter 233 I stood up and replied in a resentful tone, "Theo Grant, if you have any problems with me, please telldirectly and stop insinuating. You're familiar with my social circle. There are only a few people who I'm in contact with. What can I lie to you about? And what secrets could I hide from you? "You've been keeping a lot of secrets!" He sneered and replied sharply, "For example, the man who hugged you in the airport!" I was stunned. Then, I lowered my eyes and said in a tone of disbelief, "You've been following me?" I did not run into anyone I knew at the airport yesterday, but he knew everything I did. It went without saying how he knew about that. There was a wave of anger rising in my chest. "Theo, what is this? Don't I have any freedom left?" "You're my wife. Why can't I track your whereabouts? Is there anything wrong with that?" His eyes were gloomy and cold to the extent that they were terrifying.

"Of course not. You're invading my privacy. Even if we're husband and wife, I have the right to keep my privacy. You can just askdirectly if you want to know anything. Why do you have to do this?" I was furious, and I could not stand the stink of alcohol on him. I frowned and took a few steps back.

"Would you have toldif I asked?" He reached out and grabbed me. His lower jaw tightened, and his pupils dilated. The way he looked atwas particularly cold.

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"Yes. I didn't tell you because I thought there was no need to. But if you wanted to know, you could've just askeddirectly. I would've told you." My face was still sullen and I sounded stiff.

He stood up and pulledinto his arms. He stared atwith gleaming eyes, saying, "I hope you can give m e an explanation about last night." Speaking of last night, it remindedof him following me. I did not like the feeling of being suspected and questioned. I was angry, and I started to blather.

"It was just like what you said, President Grant.

Yesterday, I cheated on you and went on a date with another man. I went to the airport to pick him up and we had a meal together. We even checked into a hotel together. We had fun the whole night and I just cback." "Wanda Lane!" He heldtight in his arms. I was wrapped by him, and the smell of alcohol was too strong. I felt uncomfortable.

"Didn't you have someone followbecause you're suspicious of me? If that's the case, my explanation is reasonable. Is there anything else you're dissatisfied with, President Grant? I've already told you what I should be telling you. Please let go ofnow. I'd love to leave. The smell of alcohol on you is too strong, I'm feeling uncomfortable." "Tellthe truth!" He raised his voice.

"Wasn't that what you wanted to hear, President Grant?" Getting someone to followmeant he did not trust me. Since he had sowed a seed of doubt in his mind, then I would just let it grow! "Is it true?" He flew into a rage. He had lost his mind. H e carriedup and putdown on the bed.

I lay on the bed quietly.

He turned over and stood up from the bed to keep a distance away from me. Fortunately, his rationality soon took over his anger.

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It took him a while to speak, and when he did, his voice was deep. "Didn't you say that we're going to spend the rest of our lives happily? Why do you keep makingangry?" "You offendedfirst," I replied in a relaxed tone.

He shota glance and spoke helplessly, "It wasn't my intention to follow you and pry into your personal pry life. It's just that you're pregnant and you were going out, which madeworry about you. As your husband, I have the obligation and responsibility to protect you." I fell silent.

I finally spoke after a while, "He's a close friend of mine from when I was in university. He went overseas after he graduated. We've been but NOV of touch for many years. He cto Salt City to handle saffairs this time. I went to pick him up and we had dinner together. He got drunk later in the night, so Cecilia and I kept him company."

What I said was the truth. I had only concealed the purpose of Jercoming to Salt City. The crux of my e illness was Theo, but it was also my problem. I did not want him to know about it as it would only bring him troubles. X