The happiness she once cherished, knowing that they loved each other, now felt like a cruel joke.
Ariana found herself at a loss for how to face Theodore, as she struggled to comprehend his actions.
why had he resorted to monitoring her? Why had he failed to grant her even the basic foundation of trust? And why did he keep her in the dark after they were together? ©
She had only witnessed what Theodore had wanted her to see, a carefully constructed facade that concealed his true intentions.
At that moment, Horace, who had been waiting outside, burst into the room.
The sight before him left him speechless, his shock palpable.
He had assumed their dispute was a minor disagreement, but now it appeared to be a full-fledged quarrel.
âHelp her up.
â Theodore sat in a wheelchair, his expression stoic, clearly not in the best of health.
Horace hesitated, refraining from probing.
He regretted leaving the ward just moments ago.
Perhaps if he had stayed, he could have mediated the situation.
Without wasting any time, he hurried to help Ariana to the bed.
âHave a good rest.
Iâm next door,â Theodore said, slowly turning his wheelchair around.
Observing his back, Ariana sneered, unable to hold back her bitterness.
âYouâre staying in the next room for the sake of monitoring me, arenât you?â
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Theodore remained silent, exiting the room without uttering a single word.
Biting her lower lip, Ariana fought back tears, her voice quivering.
âTheodore, youâre so heartless.
â
He stopped abruptly, his broad shoulders trembling slightly.
Horace looked at Ariana in disbelief, and then turned his gaze to Theodore, his worry for him mirrored in his gaze.
After years of working for Theodore, Horace had become privy to many of his secrets.
He knew all too well the devastation that Arianaâs words were going to bring upon him.
âMr.
Anderson⦠How about you go and rest first?â Horace suggested cautiously.
âI will take care of Mrs.
Anderson.
Donât worry.
â
Horace was filled with anxiety and concern, fearing that Theodore might lose control.
âDonât you even want to defend yourself?â Arianaâs voice quivered as tears blurred her vision.
But in the end, Theodore left without a word.
Horace assisted Ariana to the bed, retrieving the prescribed medicine from the doctor and offering it to her.
Once she took the medication, her agitation subsided, but she still trembled slightly.
âMrs.
Anderson, let me fetch an extra blanket for you.
The nights can be chilly,â
Horace suggested, aware of her trembling despite the roomâs heating.
He fetched a cashmere blanket for her.
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