The Woman From Hell

I never knew President Grant, who held such a high status, would do such a childish thing.

Perhaps this was human nature. Everyone had many different sides to them. Whether it was Tyler, Theo, or me, we would all do unimaginable things. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The car that was worth tens of millions was being smashed but Tyler did not even frown one bit. He remained calm and unruffled in his seat with one hand supporting his head. He looked sideways at Theo, his eyes carrying a profound smile.

Their eyes met. One pair was cold while the other was hot. One was smiling happily while the other was ice-cold like frost. No one wanted to read each other through their gaze, but no one wanted to show their weakness first.

A long while later, Tyler's smiling eyes squinted as he said, "Smashing the car is boring. How about we involve some real action?"

"Sure," Theo replied in a deep voice. He shifted his dark eyes a little and stared at my thin lips as he said," Get out of there. Don't get splattered by the blood.”

"Yeah, Wandy, you stay aside and watch how I’ll help you teach him a lesson.” Tyler agreed as well and

opened the car door.

I...

I never thought that there would be a time when both o f them would agree with each other.

I looked up to see two men who carried disdain that was targeted at the other person in their eyes. I could not help but smile. Men were hilarious when they became childish. At that moment, they were

like ants i n each other's eyes-the kind that you could easily squash.

I was too lazy to deal with their confrontation, so I got out of the car and left.

Perhaps it was the smashing of the car that alerted Miss Woods who was in the house. She switched on all the lights in the yard and ran out in a rush. The scene in front of her made her nervous. She immediately asked, "Do you need me to call anyone, Young Master?"

"No. Take Madam to the garden and let her sit and watch." Theo's dark eyes looked low-spirited and his voice was indifferent.

He wanted to make me watch the show? I smacked m y forehead and said, "You take your time. I’m not going to watch. It’s not good for the baby. I'll wait for you at home."

Maybe it was my words that made him feel better. Theo’s expression was no longer as cold and his tone softened as well. He said lightly, "Then you should

head back first. I'll be back soon.”

His happiness made another person unhappy. Tyler, who was smiling a while ago, suddenly looked gloomy. His face looked dull, and he swung his fist while aiming it at Theo's face.

Theo's reaction was quite fast for a sudden attack. He raised his hand and blocked the hit. He then immediately raised another fist to fight back.

Both took turns flinging their fists and beating each other with their utmost strength. From the looks of it, i t would take a while to tell the outcome.

I pulled Miss Woods with me and scurried into the house. Miss Woods was very worried. She kept looking back and anxiously asked, "Shouldn’t we find someone to help Young Master? I think that man is giving some quite heavy hits."

"Let them be. They won't die.” I went inside the house and closed the door to block out the fighting sounds. Since they loved using force to solve problems, I

would let them get enough of it. At least they could vent out their frustrations.

"What happened? Who's that man and why did he come to our house to fight with Young Master?” Miss Woods was still nervous.

"It's nothing, Miss Woods. Is there something to eat at home? I'm getting hungry." I did not eat a single thing at the party earlier and my stomach was growling.

"Yes, yes. I’ll bring it over." Miss Woods went to the kitchen with a smile when she heard I wanted to eat something. She then quickly brought out three dishes and a bowl of stew.

I was surprised. She prepared so much food even in the middle of the night.

Looking at how confused I was, Miss Woods chuckled and said, "It was Young Master who called me to prepare the food beforehand. He said you would be hungry when you came back. Although he's usually cold, he's still concerned about you.”

Miss Woods' words made me feel sad. He was not concerned about me, he was concerned about the child in me.

I ate my meal silently when suddenly, the sound of a flower pot shattering came from outside. From that sound, I knew the fight had gotten serious. Miss Woods said with great anxiety, “Young Master has never fought with anyone before. He might be at a disadvantage. How about we call the police?"

"No, Theo won't let himself suffer.” Neither one of them was good at fighting, so neither could take advantage of the other.

The noise outside the door continued until I slowly finished my meal. Then, I heard the sound of a car leaving. A while later, Theo walked in.