The Woman From Hell

At that moment, I was instantly awoken from my daze and jumped out of bed. "I'm sorry, so sorry. I didn't do that on purpose. Does it hurt really bad? I'll go get the doctor."

"I'm fine, I'm just playing with you. What a klutz! Are you hurt?" Theo cradled my wrist in his hands, gently massaging it.

After he mentioned it, I realized that my wrist was burning with pain. I must have been too anxious that I did not realize I knocked my hand against the cabinet by the bed.

"I'm fine, what about you? Did your wound tear?" I lowered my gaze worriedly. I may not have moved with full strength, but I was still worried since the wound was fresh from the operation.

He smirked. "I'm not that fragile. Are you hungry?"

"I'm okay." I shook my head when I saw how carefree h e sounded, but his face was still ashen.

At that moment, a nurse knocked on the door and asked, "Bed 37, may we hook you up to an IV drip now? You have quite a lot of medication this morning. If you delay it, we might not be able to get it done by noon."

Theo frowned, and his face was as apathetic as usual when he answered softly, "Yes."

I immediately understood. Theo had asked the nurse t o come back later when it was time for his drip in the morning because he did not want to disturb my sleep.

I was embarrassed. I was supposed to be the one taking care of him, but in the end, I was the one being taken care of.

"What do you feel like eating? I'll go buy it." I felt guilty, so my attitude was better than yesterday night.

"I'll eat whatever you get me." He smiled gently at me.

He had been showing me meaningful smiles like this since yesterday night. I was flustered by them. I quickly freshened up in the bathroom and went down t o get breakfast.

As I was walking out the door, I bumped into Mason. H e was wearing his white doctor’s coat with a notebook in his hands. He looked like he was going to perform a check-up on Theo. He looked refreshed, a huge contrast from his worn-out appearance last night.

Mason saw that it was me and stopped me. "Thanks for last night."

I paused and recalled that he probably meant the blanket I covered him with at the villa last night. I shook my head slightly. "No worries, it's the least I could do. You wouldn't have been awakened in the middle of the night if it weren't for that annoying man."

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"I'm going to get breakfast. Have you eaten?” I asked.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. He was stern. "You, a pregnant woman, and he, a patient, have to eat on time. It's important.”

I was more embarrassed after hearing what Mason said. With a slightly flushed face, I forced a smile and went on my way.

It was after breakfast hours at the hospital's canteen, s o I had no choice but to go outside to buy some breakfast.

Miss Woods called and told me that she was home and would send lunch over later. She told me she had wanted to send breakfast too, but Theo called and told her not to.

I was not sure what Theo wanted. He could have had breakfast but he chose to stay hungry till now.

There was no time for me to overthink, so I bought two portions of chicken soup from a restaurant near the hospital and rushed back to the ward.

As I was about to enter the ward, I heard voices coming from inside.

I did not enter and stood outside the door.

Cindy was sobbing. "Theowy, you don’t know how horrible Wanda was to me last night. Not only did she call the police on me but she also smashed all the collectibles I bought for you and told the police I did it. The police interrogated me the entire night. It was so terrifying!"

Her cries were pitiful and sorrowful, moving the hearts of those who heard her.

"Brother, Wanda Lane is a horrible woman. How could she bully Cindy like this? How dare she send her to the police station? Why are you still with her? Don’t gamble your whole life away just for a baby."

It was Zedd, and he was furious about the injustice Cindy faced last night.

I pushed open the door since I did not want to continue standing outside while eavesdropping.

Once I entered the ward, both Cindy and Zedd glared a t me without an ounce of humiliation for getting caught talking about me behind my back. They looked like they could not wait to devour me whole. Cindy’s face was especially filled with hatred.

I ignored them, took the soup over, and waved it at Theo. "Are you still eating?"

On the cabinet beside his bed laid a food container, which I assumed was from Cindy and Zedd. They must have come here to send Theo breakfast.