The Woman From Hell -
Chapter 572
Chapter 572
"What’s wrong?" I looked at her with an icy gaze. "You won't think of killing him once again, right?"
Petra trembled as her eyes turned slightly red-rimmed. "No, how could I do such an evil deedagain? The child is alright. It's good that he's alright. It's great that he's fine."
Theo walked over and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Let's go in."
We booked a room on the second floor. After entering the room, I noticed that Mason was there aswell.
There was a woman seated next to him. This woman was Nadia, who was once shamed by Cindyin the past.
I did not expect to see her once again over here. I recalled what Jerome told me back then. Thiswas the woman who looked for Cecilia and told her a bunch of things to trigger her emotions. Myexpression turned colder.
"Wanda, come sit beside me." Jerome winked at me.
I nodded and carried Munchkin as I headed to the seat beside me. After that, Theo sat down besideme.
This was the largest room in the hotel. It was more than a hundred square meters in size. Therewas a
huge dining table in the room. If two people were to sit opposite each other at the table, they mightnot be able to hear each other clearly.
Petra ordered the waiters to start serving the dishes. She then dragged Grayson with her and satdown beside Theo. She looked at the child in my arms with a warm and gentle look on her face.
"Your child is so adorable."
Grayson looked at Munchkin as well. "Judging from the timeline, he should be around sevenmonths old now. Why does he still look so small?”
I could not figure out the reason why these two people were speaking to me in such a manner. Myexpression remained unchanged as I said, "He went through so much torture when he was born.Naturally, he isn't in good health."
"I'm... sorry." Petra grabbed Grayson's arm as she lowered her head and sobbed. "It’s all my fault. Iwronged you and your child."
Was she faking an act of kindness right now?
I felt that her apology was highly unnecessary. I looked at Theo and cast a gaze at him to give him acue. Theo knew what I meant. He looked at Petra and Grayson. "Let’s not talk about such unhappyincidents while eating."
Both of them knew that I hated them. They did not talk to me again after that.
This was simply way too weird. I could not understand why Petra and Grayson would treat me withsuch attitudes. Should they not hate me like how I hated them?
Also, I found it weird that Grayson still treated Petra the same after watching her scandalous videos.
I thought no man would be able to accept the fact that his wife had a shameful past. This was trulyway too odd.
The dishes arrived before everyone got here.
Petra looked at me. "If you guys are hungry, we can eat first."
Me???
Was she trying to butter up to me?
I did not understand. I simply lowered my head and pretended not to hear what she said.
Just then, the sound of a woman crying rang out from outside. I looked at the door of the room.Cindy pushed the door open and shouted, "Mom, why have you been refusing to see me during thistime? Can you tell me what I did that was so wrong?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zedd ran into the room and grabbed her shoulders with botharms. He said, "Cindy, calm down."
"I can't calm down!" Cindy cried extremely sadly.
She looked frailer than she did a few hours ago. She did not look like she was in her 20s at all. Shelooked like she was in her 30s.
Petra stood up from her chair. There was an unpleasant expression on her face as she said, "I toldyou not to look for me anymore. Are you ignoring my words?"
After speaking, she walked toward Cindy with an angered expression on her face.
Grayson held her back. He shook his head at her and looked at Cindy. "Since you're here, sit downand have a meal. Let's talk after the meal."
"Dad, are you going to stop caring about me as well?" Cindy did not listen to what he said. "Can youguys tell me if I did something wrong?"
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