The Woman From Hell

I could tell that Matthew had relented but for me, I could not relax. I could not let him suspect anything.

The auntie talked more about how pregnant women should not stay at home all the time. Seeing Matthew's face change slightly, I stopped her. "Auntie, we're all tired today. It's time to rest. We will visit you another day."

Perhaps it was because she was a country folk and a simple person but auntie did not think anything was off when she heard what I said. She just thought that it was time for us to rest. So, she got up and said, "Okay, I won't disturb your rest. I'll come over again another day. And you, Wanda, you should move around more, got it?"

"Alright, I got it."

She obviously loved my well-behaved image. Auntie looked a little reluctant before she left.

After she left, I cleaned up the dishes and said, "Your auntie treats you well. She still remembers you even when you've not returned for so many years."

There was a slight smile on the corners of my mouth. The image of auntie's enthusiastic face was still floating about in my mind. I was happy to see her and my heart relaxed after having been encouraged.

He observed the smile on my face and was slightly stunned. He then said softly, "This is the first time you've smiled in the past few days.' His tone was so, so light when he said that. I could not tell any emotion from it but the implication was obvious.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

I shook my head and looked in the direction auntie left before saying, "It's probably because she is nice. It makes me think that this is a very warm place."

Picking up the bowl, I was about to enter the kitchen when Matthew's voice drifted to my ears from behind me. "Do you want to go out?"

He finally brought it up.

I was secretly rejoicing deep down but my face was calm. I did not want to show my joy and tried my best to keep my tone even. "It's okay, I can stay at home. It's just boring and depressing."

"Auntie brought it up just now, why didn't you agree to her?"

I knew Matthew was testing me now and I answered with extra caution, "Since you don't want me to go out, then I won't. What if I worry you?"

I deliberately created the illusion that

I was alone now and dared not

offend him so that he would think that I had finally accepted the situation. Over time, he would let his guard down.

At least, that was what I planned.

He said nothing more. I went into the kitchen, turned on the tap, and started washing the dishes.

Matthew came in the moment I picked up a bowl. He took the bowl from my hands and said, "Go in and rest, I'll wash them." "Alright."

I did not refuse him. I turned around and was about to leave but I glanced at him before I did. He was washing the dishes seriously. Even though he was wrong in every possible way, he was sincere with me.

It was just unfortunate...

My gaze darkened. I secretly sighed deep down and then went back into the house.

The day passed like that. Lying in bed, I tossed and turned. My hand on my stomach, I felt a little uncomfortable.

It was probably what pregnancy was like. The later in the trimester one was, the more discomfort they felt at night.

I did not know how much time it took before I finally dozed off.

The next morning, I woke up.

During breakfast, Matthew clearly noticed my slightly tired look but did not say anything.

After breakfast, I went back to my

room and sat quietly by the windo Matthew came in to have a look

me

at

leaving. "I'm heading out."

I looked at him and nodded slightly. "Alright."

He looked at me again as he was leaving. His eyes were dark and incomprehensible...