The Woman From Hell

At this time, the sky was already bright. Many of the villagers came over to see what happened. I dared not go down and hid in the car.

Fortunately, Theo's car arrived shortly after.

Before the car even came to a stop, he jumped off and walked over to my car with just a few steps.

The cold aura exuded from his tall figure made people standing around feel invisible pressure.

The surrounding villagers immediately became quiet and just stared at him with fear.

Theo ignored them and opened my car door. He looked at me coldly before asking, “What happened?”

“I... I ran over a Tibetan Mastiff by accident. I need to pay for it, and they want me to pay in cash.” I lowered my head and spoke very timidly.

The expression on his face was cold, and his eyes were darkened. He stared at me in disbelief for a long time before he closed the car door and went to negotiate with the man.

He should be furious, right? I had caused him to come to such a remote place this early in the morning only to deal with such a trivial matter.

tall and refined figure and turning around to look at the villagers standing around, I felt the entire scene was out of place. Theo, the beautiful art of heaven should

help myself but worry. Theo would

crowd around him dispersed. He walked over again and looked at me coldly. His gaze was deep and dark, and it was impossible to read his emotions

obediently got out of the car and followed behind him. He turned to the driver standing far away and said, “Drive this

seat. Without any instructions from Theo, I did not dare get into

need any personal invitation?” His voice

opened the car door and sat in the passenger

coldness rising from my feet, and I glanced over from the side. He was releasing an icy cold

waited for him to

the car pulled into

is why I

not want to hear my explanation, and he probably would not care,

said in a deep voice filled with contempt, “Misunderstand? Do not think so highly of yourself. Who do you think you are? Who do you think

face was full of mockery. I was so

Mason was one of his good friends. Considering their relationship,

as weeds under their feet. If it was not for Grandmother's affection toward me,