The Woman From Hell

"Didn't we discuss this? You can't harm the child in her stomach no matter what."

Theo took a step forward and quickly arrived in front of me.

He just looked at me coldly with a face void of emotion.

I could not help but feel my heart hurt even though I knew Theo was acting. I had never imagined a scene like this.

"I didn't do anything to the child. If Delia hadn't come looking for trouble with me, I wouldn't have said anything to her." I kept a cold expression as usual and looked at Delia with a displeased gaze.

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Yet I did not dare be certain that this fight this time would be successful in deceiving Delia.

"Are you doubting me, Theo?"

I quickly put on an expression of hurt on my face.

I subconsciously took a few steps back and quickly followed it with a desolate expression.

"Nothing like this would have happened to the child if she hadn't had to hear your provocations. Did I not already tell you this when we did the examination at the hospital? The baby is not stable. I also said that I hoped you wouldn't provoke Delia."

There was no expression on Theo's face. He looked like the hardest of steel when he said these.

One could visibly tell that my expression was becoming hideous at this moment. I clenched both my hands tightly and looked at Theo in front of me with sad and hurt eyes. "So you're now accusing me on behalf of the child in Delia's stomach? Have you forgotten about our children?"

As if these words were not enough, I added, "Not only the twins but what about our relationship? Is it less important than an outsider?"

I pointed in Delia's direction and very quickly noticed the smug look on her face.

This look was only fleeting. Delia then put on an expression of grievance and approached Theo before wrapping her arms around him.

"Sister, aren't you being too much?

I'm obviously a part of this household. Even if you're not willing to accept me, you can't say that about the child!"

Delia had been calling me Wanda before and now 'Sister' as if we were so close to one another.

I secretly rolled my eyes.

If I could send Delia out of the country, she would be more than talented enough to win an Oscar. "Who are you calling 'Sister'? Don't pretend we're close. My father only had one daughter."

I let my expression sink completely to express my impatience.

My efforts in resistance were extremely obvious. I had even written my dislike directly on my face.

"Theo, I told you before that the reason why I tolerate Delia living in this house is that she's pregnant with your child. If it wasn't because of this, I would never let a stranger into this family!"

My words sounded like a warning. Immediately after I said that, Delia was even more devastated as she wiped her tears. “Sister, what are you even saying? I just want to be a part of your family, not break it up. There really isn't a need for you to be sodissatisfied with me. Could it be that you want this child?"

Delia wailed through tears. She looked absolutely as aggrieved as she could be.

If I had not already learned of her true colors, even I would be moved by her crying state.

It was as if she really just wanted to join us and not break us up.