The Woman From Hell

Chapter 836 After a quick tidying up, I drove straight to the mall where Quinn and I had agreed to meet.

She was waiting at the entrance of the mall. When she saw me, she could not help but complain, "You dillydally too much. Ca bit later and I'd have frozen into an ice sculpture." 11 H Why did she have to wait outside? I helplessly sighed. "The road's too slippery. I couldn't drive too fast." She snorted coldly and said no more. She turned around and walked into the mall.

We took the elevator to the first basement floor to grab a cart.

Quinn crossed her arms and spoke in a commanding tone, "How can one cart be enough? Get another." "Okay," I helplessly responded.

When we entered the supermarket, she stopped acting like a noblewoman and more like a nagging middle-aged woman. She was constantly comparing brands, complaining non-stop.

"Are you indecisive, Quinn?" I asked with a smile.

Quinn was stunned, then tossed both brands of goods into the cart. She said in disdain, "Only the poor are indecisive." I was rendered speechless and followed behind her as she continued walking forward.

"Do you know how to make a wrap?" Quinn heartlessly complained, "Don't tellyou've been buying frozen wraps every new year?" I nodded forcefully. "I would either buy frozen ones or ready-made ones and add fresh ingredients to them." Quinn snorted. "You're unbelievable." Was I supposed to get mad now? When I saw Quinn grabbing a bag of flour and putting it into the shopping cart, I had no way of retorting anymore. She knew how and I did not, so I had definitely lost here.

After shopping at the supermarket, Quinn finished paying for the groceries and ordered the supermarket's delivery service to send them home.

Later, she broughtto a Japanese restaurant as a reward for shopping with her.

I gladly accepted the free meal.

When we had taken our seats, Quinn said, "This Japanese restaurant is an authentic one. You should try it." I nodded with a smile. "Since you say that it's good, then it should be really good." My words had flattered Quinn, which put a smile on her face.

"There's an authentic Japanese restaurant in Salt City too. I often dined there before I cto Whaldorf City." Her words carried a strong sense of nostalgia.

She left Salt City when she reached adulthood, and hexisted only in her memory now.

This Japanese restaurant was not what she loved, but it was the taste of hin her memories.

When I was upset as a kid, Mother would givea piece of candy. I loved eating candy now not because I liked it but because the sweetness remindedof my beloved childhood.

Before the dishes were served, I planned to use the washroom. I got up, saying, "I'm going to the washroom, Quinn." "I'll go with you." Quinn stood up with me. "I need to wash my hands too." When we walked out of the washroom, Quinn and I bumped into Cindy. Both of us had not met her for a very long time.

She had two companions, both of whom were unfamiliar to us.

When she saw Quinn, she seemed exceedingly enthusiastic. "It's been a while, Quinn. You seem to have lost weight." Since the beginning, Quinn and she had never turned against each other. Hence, she said with a smile, "You're always so sweet-mouthed. I've clearly gained weight recently." Cindy cast her eyes down and smiled slightly. "I'll go and visit you after stime." Intimate and kind, a cordial atmosphere.

If I were not around, I believed there would not be a trace of awkwardness hanging in the air.

Seeing that someone was here to serve the dishes, Quinn held my hand and said, "The waiter is serving the food. Let's go back, Wandy." Other than close friends or family, no one would callby the n'Wandy'.

Meeting Cindy's almost icy dark eyes, I let out a faint smile.

I could tell that she was jealous.

When we returned to our table, Quinn was already eager to dig in. "Try it. I think you'll like it." I nodded and picked up my cutleries.

Cindy walked over, and Quinn said, "Do you want to join us, Ms. Reed? I ordered a lot. Join us if you don't mind." 'Ms. Reed.' Such a polite yet distant way to address someone. It was enough to keep a distance from someone. The latter part of the sentence did make it sound like a sincere invitation, though it only sounded like it.

Cindy fell silent for a moment and took a seat beside her. "It turns out that you like this Japanese restaurant, Quinn. I like it too. We can ctogether again next time."

Quinn smiled and put down her cutleries. Her slender hand rested on the back of Cindy's hand, patting it softly. "I'm honored that you're callingQuinn, but we're not actually that close, so maybe you should addressas Ms. Quinn next time." Although she said it in a very gentle manner, it was more than enough to make Cindy's expression grow distorted.

Her smile turned stiff. "Although Theowy and I aren't related, we're closer than relatives. You're his cousin, so you're my cousin too." Cindy dealt with the situation with commendable skills.

When had this woman, who only knew how to bring up her late parents, mature?

Quinn did not insist and merely said with a faint smile on her face, "You're right. Theo treats you as his sister so you should treatas your cousin En too. As your cousin, I think I should be concerned about your marriage choices. You're in your 30s now. Do you have a crush?" There was always someone better than the other. It was clear from what she was saying that Cindy and Theo merely shared a sibling relationship.

If Cindy said that she liked Theo, then that would be electral love.

The smile on Cindy's face grew even stiffer. "I don't have a crush yet. Besides, I think it's pretty good to be alone." Half of those words were mostly to comfort herself.

Quinn nodded, sounding extra enthusiastic. "That won't do. A woman will Whether you ventually need to marry.

end up with a divorce or a happy married life, you'll still need to get married. Otherwise, your life will only end in regret." After a pause, she continued, "Didn't you like Mr.

Nicols last time? I can see that he takes good care of you. He's a good guy. Don't you have plans to marry him?" Zedd? At this point of the conversation, Cindy did not know what to say anymore and let out an awkward laugh." You may have made a mistake, Quinn. Zedd and I are just friends." Quinn said in pity, "Oh, you're just friends." х