Chapter 202

“I won’t go back on my word. Since I’ve given you my promise, I’ll

marry you.”

“Then tell me when,” Cynthia demanded in between sobs. “Don’t tell

me you’ll only do so after you find me a heart donor, and after the surgery is a success.”

“…”

That was precisely what Theodore wanted to say. Now that Cynthia had said it first, he was

embarrassed to agree with it.

“Why are you silent? Is that really what you think?” Cynthia’s sobs grew louder. “Theo, I’m no fool! I

know how difficult it is waiting for a suitable heart donor. For all I know, I might even die before your

manage to find one. You just don’t want to marry me, which is why you’re trying to drag things out. If

that’s the case, forget about finding a heart donor for me. I’d rather not have a heart than to sit here

listening to your empty promises!”

Cynthia turned her face away in pain.

“Theo, leave! I don’t want to see you again. Let me die alone, since no

one cares about me in this whole world anyway.”

Cynthia looked pitiful enough to begin with, and her sickly

countenance made her look even more miserable. Theodore couldn’t

bear to see her like this, and his heart broke for her.

“Don’t say that. Of course I care about you.”

“If you really do, you wouldn’t have lied to me time and time again. I feel like an idiot, stupidly

believing your words and ending up disappointed each time. Had I known this would happen, I’d

rather die

on the operating table.”

“Cindy, I forbid you to say that again Theodore said, his tone growing cold. “Don’t keep talking

about death so easily.”

“Why are you allowed to make empty promises, but I can’t speak of death? Theo, I’m utterly

disappointed in you. You’ll never marry me! You’ll never…”

“I will,” Theodore said with determination. “This time, I promise I will marry you.”

“Then give me a date,” Cynthia urged. “Don’t tell me it’ll happen after the heart transplant surgery.

We don’t even have a clue where my heart donor is. I don’t want empty promises. I want concrete

action!”

Theodore was forced to a corner.

“After a few more days, when you’re well enough to get out of bed, we’ll get married. I’ll order a

wedding gown for you today.”

He couldn’t delay this any further. It was too difficult waiting for a suitable heart donor, and there

may not be enough time left for Cynthia.

Cynthia was delighted to hear what he said. “Really?”

“Of course. This time, I won’t drag things out. I’ll give you a beautiful wedding, and make you Mrs.

Spencer.”

This was the only thing he could give Cynthia.

“But… Someone else is currently Mrs. Spencer,” Cynthia said

dejectedly. “Aren’t you two still not yet divorced?”

“I’ll divorce her in the next two days. I won’t make you wait any longer. I swear, if I lie to you, I

will…”

“Don’t,” Cynthia said, covering his lips with her hand and looking achingly at him. “Don’t swear. I

can’t bear it if anything happens to

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you.”

Theodore gently removed her fingers from his lips, and said tenderly, Give me two days. I’ll make

the divorce official, okay?”

Cynthia nodded. “Okay, I trust you. I’ll give you two days. If you’re still not divorced after two days, I

really would rather die.”

When Theodore left Cynthia, she had fallen asleep due to exhaustion

Theodore sat in the lounge for a long time before finally pulling out his phone to call Rosalie.

However, he found her phone switched off