The Woman From Hell

It was Cindy.

She was arranging clothes on the sofa. They were all Theo's clothes.

Miss Woods whispered in my ear, "She was already here when I got back. She went to the second floor and grabbed all these clothes from the room."

I walked over and stared coldly at her. She glared at m e without a word. She then turned around and ordered Miss Woods. "Go get Theowy's toothbrush and shaver."

Miss Woods looked at me, not budging.

I took out my phone and called 911.

"Hello, I’d like to make a report to the police. Someone i s trespassing private property. Please send someone t o investigate this matter." Then, I gave them my house address.

"Shut up, Wanda Lane!" Cindy stared at me incredulously after she heard me call the police. She got up and tried to snatch my phone away.

I angled myself to dodge her attack and continued," Please hurry."

After hanging up, I stared at Cindy and said, "This is m y house, please leave. Or when the police come, things

will get ugly.”

Cindy's face was flushed red with rage after her failed attempt to snatch my phone away.

With a trembling voice, she bellowed, "Since when did this place become yours, Wanda Lane? This is Theowy's house! I can come whenever I please. Besides, a lot of things in this house are mine.

You're the shameless woman who thinks that what’s mine is yours!”

"Haha!” I was so furious I could not help but laugh. " You're indeed shameless, Miss Reed. Your ability to twist the truth is truly admirable."

I scanned through the items in the house and realized that there were a few decorative pieces that Cindy had bought. She managed to keep them in the house after throwing tantrums.

Walking up to one of the more expensive pieces, I pointed at it and said, "This is yours, right? It's taking u p space in my house." I proceeded to smash in on the floor without hesitation. The same happened to the second piece, the third piece...

With the sounds of porcelain breaking on the floor, the most obvious row of collectibles had now turned into debris.

"Wanda Lane! Don't touch my things!" Cindy’s eyes were bloodshot with rage and she pounced toward me like a dog with rabies.

I understood her tactics all too well since I had fallen victim to them several times. I moved to the side to dodge her. Since she was using all her might, she could not stop herself in time and crashed into the bar counter.

In the heat of the moment, she fumbled and grabbed onto a few antique vases that were on the counter, which came crashing to the floor. These vases were specially ordered by Theo. They must have cost a fortune.

My heart ached, but I remarked faintly, "Miss Reed, please remember to pay for the damages at their full prices."

"I'll finish you off, Wanda Lane!" Ignoring the pain on her forehead, Cindy struggled to get up from the floor and was about to pounce on me again.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Miss Woods stepped in and pressed her down. "Miss Reed, you’re hurt. Please don't move about, or you'll bleed out."

At the same time, the doorbell rang. I opened the door t o find two young policemen walking in.

"Someone here reported a trespass on private property? Who’s the house owner?" the older policeman asked.

"I am. This woman barged into my house and broke a lot of antiques." I pointed at Cindy.

The older policeman looked at us and announced formally, "May I have a look at your identification cards and the house grant please?"

I went up, brought down the necessary documents, and passed them to the policemen when Cindy shrieked, "Police, don't listen to her nonsense! This is Theowy’s house! I'm not trespassing."

After the policemen were done checking the documents, they returned them to me and said, "This lady has sufficient documents. You, follow us back to the police station and we’ll talk. Oh yes, you will have t o come along to give your statement as well."

I massaged my forehead, not wanting to have to deal with Cindy any longer. Miss Woods saw this and stepped up. "Can I go? I saw this woman in the house when I came back. I'm well aware of the situation."

The policemen looked at me and I quickly nodded.

Just like that, the policemen took Cindy and Miss Woods with them.

Cindy was stunned. She must not have experienced this kind of thing before in her life. Right before she left the door, she let out a shrill cry, "Just you wait, Wanda Lane! I'm not done with you!"

After they left, I looked at the mess in the house. I was extremely tired so I did not bother cleaning up. I went up to take a bath.

The doorbell rang again just when I was done with my bath. I looked at the time. It was nearly one in the morning. Was Cindy released so soon?