Chapter 62

When Theodore arrived at Cynthia’s place, she was lying in bed. Concerned, he immediately sat by her bedside.

“How are you feeling?”

Cynthia looked pale and was clearly very ill, even trembling when she breathed.

“Theo, you’re here. I told them not to call you. I know you’re busy. What’s wrong with them?”

A furious Cynthia tried to get out of bed.

“Don’t move.” Theodore immediately pressed Cynthia back onto the bed. “They were right to call me. How did you get this sick?”

Cynthia coughed a few times as she shook her head. “It’s all my fault. My body is too weak. I really hate myself. I might as well just die and end this suffering.”

“Stop that nonsense.”

Theodore frowned, his eyes filled with worry. He took a towel that a servant had brought and placed it on Cynthia’s forehead, patting it gently.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get better soon.”

the point of getting better? I’ll just keep getting sick. Theo, I don’t know how much longer I can endure this,”

angry,” said Theodore. He sounded stern, but his tone still carried indulgence and

that Theodore seemed genuinely upset, Cynthia dared not

it was dark outside did her fever gradually subside, returning her to a more lucid

at the thermometer in relief.

with

“I’m

“You’re my reason to live. As long as I have you,

bracelet and how he had been abroad with Cynthia for two

Cynthia told

much better now, Theodore said, “Cindy, I need to ask you something, and

it?” Cynthia

the office, what did

Was Theodore questioning her?

I… I did tell her

that I sent you abroad and

At one point, it seemed like she might not make it, so Theodore had stayed by her side, wanting to be there for her at the

I told her

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