The Woman From Hell

Chapter 12

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Chapter 12 I was taken aback by her words. I knew that she did it on purpose, but I could not stop the hurt from her

words. I gripped the railing of the stairs tightly. My knuckles turned white from the force of me holding

onto it. After some moments, I calmed myself down and turned around slowly. I then tried to say

something. “Are you hungry? I can cook something for you.” Theo interjected, not giving me a chance

to speak. He smiled while looking at Cindy. “Sure, sure. Theo, I want to have some of the fish cooked

by you.” Cindy ignored me and looked at Theo with a joyous expression on her face. “Alright. Why don’t

you watch some television while you wait for me? It will be ready soon.” I turned around and headed

upstairs. I closed the door to shut out the noises from the living room. After returning to my room, I sat

in front of the window wall. It was a hot day, but I was feeling so cold that I was trembling. I wrapped my

arms around my knees and curled up on myself. ……. In the morning, the ringtone from my phone

woke me up. It was from Cindy’s texts. She wanted me to go down to prepare breakfast for her. I was

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still dazed since I had just woken up. After a few moments, I finally recalled that Theo had told me to

take care of her yesterday. My head hurt a little as I did not sleep well last night. I struggled to get out of

bed. “Mason, please have a seat. I’ll get some fruit for you.” As I headed downstairs, I heard Cindy

greeting Mason as if she was the lady of the house. After speaking, she wheeled herself back to the

dining room. Since she was not used to using a wheelchair, the wheelchair did not move no matter how

much she tried to wheel it. I stood on the staircase in silence as I watched her performance. There was

no sign of Theo in the house. He must be at work. “No need. Please don’t move about,” Mason said.

He then turned around and caught sight of me. He nodded and said coldly, “Miss Lane, Theo asked me

over to change Cindy’s dressing.” “Wanda, you’re finally awake. Get some fruits for Mason and prepare

breakfast at once!” Cindy ordered. She was already treating me like a maid. I did not say a word and

headed to the kitchen. Mason followed me and said, “I know that you did not do it. Didn’t you clarify this

with him?” I knew that he was referring to Cindy’s injury at the company. After a moment of silence, I

turned around to take a teacup and poured water into the cup for him. “My explanation is not important.

What is more important is that Miss Reed is injured, and someone must take care of her, isn’t it?” I

asked in exasperation. Mason did not say anything. He turned around to grab a medicine kit from the

living room. He looked at me and said, “Your dressing needs to be changed as well.” After saying that,

he took my injured hand without waiting for a response from me. He removed the layers of bandage.

The wound had turned whitish due to the rainwater yesterday. It looked like it was suppurating. Oddly, I

did not feel any pain from last night till today morning. Mason stopped and frowned. He raised his head

to look at me. After a while, he asked, “Does it hurt?” It was the second time that he had asked me that

question. I kept quiet. A wave of emotions washed over me. Drip! A large teardrop the size of a pearl

fell onto the ground. Wind billowed through the corridor. The silent and deserted corridor seemed even

more empty. Even a mere acquaintance like Mason believed that I did not hurt Cindy. Mason even

remembered that I hurt my hand too and had asked me twice if I felt hurt. Why wouldn’t he think the

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same way? How could he be so forgetful? How could he not remember any of it? How could he ask me

to take care of his beloved when my hand was injured as well? He knew that I would be upset, and

somehow he always managed to hurt me even more. I tried to pull back my hand from his hands.

However, he held on to my hand tightly. “If you do not change your dressing, the wound will fester

further.” Mason assumed his usual calmness and grabbed my hand firmly to treat my wound. I knew

that he was not a nosy person. Did my situation warranted his pity, or was he treating me nicely

because I was Theo’s wife? After changing my bandage, Mason remained silent and turned around to

change the dressing of Cindy’s wound. I took out a few eggs from the refrigerator and fried them. I

toasted a few pieces of bread and poured some milk. After preparing them, I divided the food into three

portions and took it out to the living room. “Is this all that you are letting me eat?” Cindy asked with

much dissatisfaction in her voice. “What else are you expecting?” I took a bite of my bread and looked

at her impassively. “I don’t care. I want to have a large feast. I am calling Theo right now, and I am

going to ask him to come back to cook lunch for me in the afternoon.” Cindy took out her phone after

speaking.

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