The Woman From Hell

He paused and fell silent for a very long time before getting out of the bathtub. He pulled a towel and wrapped it around his waist haphazardly before turning around and going out of the bathroom.

Upon seeing him leave, my body went limp and I slumped weakly in the bathtub.

I sat alone in the bathroom for a long time before I got up, took a brief shower, and dragged my tired body back to the bedroom.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized that he was not around. I sat on the bed while wiping my hair dry.

At this moment, Cecilia gave me a video call.

I answered the call and talked to her while half-lying o n the bed.

"What’s wrong with you? Why do you look so unwell? Why did you let yourself look so horrible?" Cecilia was shocked to see the state I was in.

I shook my head without a word.

"Where's Theo? Doesn’t he know that you're a pregnant lady? Why did he leave you at home all alone? Wait for me, I'm coming over." Cecilia hung up before I could say anything.

Outside the window, there was thunder and lightning. It was probably going to rain soon. There were often thunderstorms in summer.

Worried, I got out of bed and went downstairs to wait for Cecilia. In less than half an hour, her car drove into the villa.

"I'm okay. You didn’t have to come here.” I put on a smile to reassure Cecilia when she entered the door.

"Stop pretending. I don't feel comfortable seeing you like this." She walked over and hugged me tightly, saying softly, "Promise me that you’ll move on no matter what happens. Don't do the same thing you used to do.”

I knew she was worried that I would repeat my actions from the past. I felt a gush of warmth in my heart. At least Cecilia would be here for me no matter what happened.

"Don’t worry, I won't do the same thing again.” I patted her shoulder, saying this to myself at the same time.

We lay on the sofa talking. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

"Cecilia, do you think he'll love me on account of the child?" I paused before continuing, "Do you think a person who has never loved you before will love you because of a child?"

"I guess so. Many people get married because of their child and live happily ever after," Cecilia said while massaging my feet.

"Which means it's the child that ties them together. If the child is gone one day, will it be the end of their relationship too?"

Cecilia stopped her movements and embraced me, saying, "Don’t think too much. Your child is a gift from God. You must give birth to the baby."

I covered my face, feeling irritated, anxious, and stifled all of a sudden.

I did not know why I was behaving this way either. I was in a very good mood lately and started to envision a beautiful future for life. But all of a sudden, everything was back to square one. Because

of this, m y mood was affected. Perhaps that was how life was.

“I get worried when you behave like this. Go upstairs and pack your stuff. Come stay with me for a while." Cecilia was very worried to see me down in the dumps.

Outside, the thunderstorm was getting louder and louder. I was always alone in the villa. Although I was often alone in the past, I was afraid of such loneliness now.

I packed my bags and followed Cecilia to her place.

Although Cecilia was there with me, I was not able to sleep well at night because I was in an irritated mood.

The next morning, I climbed out of bed feeling dizzy when I remembered that I still had to attend the filming at night.

Cecilia was in the kitchen with an apron on. Holding a spatula, she was battling with the stove. Her demeanor terrified me and I quickly said, "Why are you doing silly things again, Cecilia?"

Every time she cooked, it would be nothing short of a world war. One could only imagine how wretched she looked.

"I’m trying to make you breakfast. Wait there. Sit down and don’t move. I'll be done very soon."

She pointed the spatula at me and would not let me in.

Left with no other choice, I sat at the table and braced myself for a charred meal.

Ten minutes later, Cecilia walked out with two plates and I gasped. If my eyes were not lying to me, the pile o f black stuff on the plate was supposed to be fried eggs.

"Hehe, the quality of eggs I bought this time around don't seem to be too good. The eggs wouldn't stay put i n the pan, so the shape is a little off. Also, there seems to be something wrong with the stove. The fire was a little big. Just ignore the shape and color. Try it. Let m e know if I've improved.” 1

Seeing the hopeful look on her face, I could not bring myself to refuse. To prepare myself, I picked up the glass of milk with my left hand and put the eggs in my mouth with my right hand.

"How is it?" Cecilia asked eagerly.