Chapter 68
Wife
Chapter 68
Seeing his wife help their son into be Wesley suddenly fate a twinge of jealousy that he wasnât the one being helped. Would Sydney done same for him if he was the one who had gotten into an accident
âMom, Dad thought I was seriously injured when he came to see MOR He didnât deliberately deceive you. Donât be mad sad theekrente didnât want his parents relationship to deteriors further
Wesleyâs anger towards Theodore finally diminished a be. This ind seemed reasonable and knew how to speak for his father
âItâs okay, Iâm used to it. Heâs lied to me more than once, bythey said casually, but there were clearly hidden implications tehed ter words
A speechless Wesley felt like his hear had be we
âWhereâs your wife? Sydney asked
âPose has a stomach problem. Sheâs been admitted to the hosorall too, and needs to stay for a few days. So, donât tell her about my accident, Theodore replied.
âWhat? Sheâs been hospitalized?â Wesley stepped forward âWhy didnât you tell me? Your grandmother would be worned sick if she
knew.â
âYou didnât ask me, Theodore replied coldy
âWhich hospital she in â Sydney asked.
âDelta Hospital.â
âOh.â Noticing the torn divorce papers on the bedside table, Sydney picked them up. âAre you really going to get a divorce?
âMom, please donât tell Grandma.â
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âYour father has already told me what needs to be said.â Sydney put the divorce papers into an envelope. âI know your grandmotherâs not in good health, so I wonât say anything reckless.
âBut since these divorce papers have been torn in half and canât be used, youâll have to print new ones and sign them again.â
Wesley frowned. âSydney, what are you saying?â
Sydney turned around. âAm I wrong?â She tucked her son in as she continued, âTheo, Iâm relieved that youâre okay. I still have a lot of things to do, so Iâll leave now. Iâll come see you again after Iâm done.â
Ever since her relationship with Wesley turned sour, Sydney, who was a financier and currently serving as the president of a bank, had been. busy with work, not even taking weekends off.
Theodore felt a little lost. He rarely saw his mother, but he was an adult now. He couldnât cling to her and prevent her from leaving.
âOkay. You should go ahead and finish what you need to do,â Theodore said.
Sydney nodded and stood up, holding the envelope.
âMom, why are you taking that?â Theodore asked.
âItâs torn, isnât it? Iâll shred it for you so no one else sees it. It wouldnât be good if your grandmother found out,â Sydney explained.
Theodore nodded. âAlright.â
Wesley followed his wife out of their sonâs hospital room, protesting,â Sydney, why are you leaving so quickly? Heâs your son. You may have issues with me, but you canât-â
âWill his injuries heal faster if Iâm with him?â Sydney interrupted. âHe should be left alone right now. Besides, Iâm really busy.â
âSydney, do you really not care about Theo and Roseâs situation?
your son. Do you want to see him suffer after making a mistake?â Wesley asked.
âHeâs already made a mistake.â Sydneyâs expression turned cold. â Werenât you the same back then? Itâs useless crying over spilled milk. Whatâs the point?â
âEven spilled milk can still be retrieved!â Wesleyâs breath became slightly labored. âYou can surely see theyâre perfect for each other. Donât let one mistake that shouldnât have happened ruin them.â
Sydney fell silent for a moment, but eventually put the envelope into her purse and coldly declared, âThey brought it upon themselves. Iâm leaving!â
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