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The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1811
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Chapter 1812

Queenie's scrutinizing eyes swept across my face.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said, "I don't think this face of yours is that pretty. Why on earth is

Theo Grant so obsessed with you? Could you have used ssort of witchcraft?"

She swiped her hand violently, and there was a sting on my jaw from the force of her hand. | hissed from this

and could feel her fingernails swiping across my face. There was even a little blood oozing from my chin.

"Hey now, you feel pain just from that? It seems that Theo usually protects you all too well. Say, if | get plastic

surgery to look like you and went to him, he probably wouldn't notice it, right?" Queenie touched her face and

started to daydream.

| smiled lightly and could not seem to agree with her." You're wrong. He has feelings, and he'll be able to feel

that you're not me."

Hearing this, Queenie laughed a few times. "You've watched way too many TV shows. No one believes in

telepathy, Wanda. Now that you've fallen into my hands today, | won't let go of you."

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"What do you plan on doing?"

Then, she glanced at the second floor. Someone appeared at the window holding onto Munchkin.

"Munchkin!" "Mommy."

| glared at her. "What on earth are you up to?"

Queenie looked at Munchkin upstairs. "You're such a cute little kid. | can't bear to do anything to you, so don't

worry."

Immediately afterward, she fixed her eyes on my stomach. "However, the one in your stomach hasn't cout

just yet, so | can't see how cute it is. Naturally, | won't be soft-hearted."

| glanced down subconsciously, and my heart trembled. "Don't... Don't you dare!"

"Of course, | wouldn't do it myself. | promised them that they'd have a taste of you today." Queenie turned her

gaze on the two men who caught me. "You two should still be very interested in her. After all, she still has a bit of

beauty."

She smiled contemptuously, "I think letting your child watch everything from upstairs would be fun."

"You're insane!" | roared at her. How could she let a child watch such a thing? This could haunt him for a lifetime.

"Yes, you're very right. I've very likely developed ssymptoms in this area. | hear that insane people won't

get severe punishments for their wrongdoings, so | can do whatever | want. Let's get started."

The two men began to show their true colors and kept getting closer to me.

| looked up at Munchkin on the second floor. With tears in his eyes, he seemed to want to rush down here to help

me. My eyes gradually turned red, and | shouted to him, "Munchkin, close your eyes!"

"Mommy..."

"Close them!" | yelled at him.

He closed his eyes immediately.

1 did not want him to witness this scene.

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| had a stick beside my hand. | picked it up and swung it hard at the men.

| could feel every blow as it hit them, and the two men were screaming in pain.

The two men fell to the ground one after another, and | looked at Queenie. "How about it? Would you like to have

a taste of this stick too?"

She stepped back, and suddenly she

pointed upstairs. "Do you dare to? I'll

ask him to throw Munchkin down from the second floor. Even if he doesn't die, he'd at least be disabled, right?"

Queenie smiled at me. She knew | would not let anyone hurt Munchkin.

| gritted my teeth, and my whole body was shaking." Queenie!"

"Just give up, Wanda. Your child is in my hand, so you can't fight me."

When | was distracted, the two men rushed over and took the stick. | was left empty-handed and took a few

steps back. They started approachingone after another...