The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 347

The baby in my belly was the only thing that Theo cared about from the very beginning, was it not? The change in his attitude toward me began when he knew I was pregnant. Now that my baby was gone, why was he still so nice to me?

Theo paused his movements with the apple still in his hands. Sorrow filled his face. "I'm sorry. I didn't know what you had suffered from and blamed you for your sudden change-"

Something hit me. A malicious smile appeared on my face as I interrupted him, "Tyler showed you the recordings, right?"

Before this, he was sad and woeful regarding the loss o f the baby but he was not filled with remorse or guilt. H e could even tell me things like 'Even though the baby i s gone, we can always have another one'.

He did not understand why I hated him so much. Now that he knew how the baby died, he understood.

I saw how much pain he was in and was thrilled." Theo Grant, why couldn't those people just give my baby a quick death? Why did they have to torment him so much that he had to suffocate in my belly?"

What a cruel woman Cindy was!

However, it was this cruel and sinister woman that was the apple of Theo's eyes.

I hated him as much as I hated Cindy.

Theo did not know what to say. He could only look at me with a pained expression.

I took the fruit knife from him and held onto the blade tightly. Fear flashed in Theo’s eyes as he tried to take the fruit knife away from me, but I dodged him and tightened my grip around the blade.

"Don't..." Theo’s eyes were red-rimmed. He was as helpless as a child at that moment.

I did not feel any pain as I looked at him apathetically. Crimson blood dripped onto my bed. I glanced at it and scoffed. "Look, I don't feel any pain now. This is nothing compared to the pain that my baby felt."

After I was done speaking, I grabbed Theo's hand and placed the fruit knife in his hand. Then, I made him grip the knife tightly.

It was both our fault that our baby died. We were both sinners. If it were possible, I wanted to trade both our lives for the baby to come back.

I released Theo's hand and stared blankly at the ceiling.