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.”

just keep getting sick. Theo, I don’t know how much longer I can endure this,” Cynthia said as

things, or I’ll get angry,” said Theodore. He

Theodore seemed genuinely upset, Cynthia

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

the thermometer in relief. “Cindy, you’re fine

been here with me

nodded. “I’m

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

expression, he suddenly recalled what Rosalie had said about the crystal bracelet and how he had been abroad with Cynthia for two months

Cynthia told Rosalie

to ask you something, and I want

Cynthia asked,

in the office, what did you tell

Was Theodore questioning her?

I… I did tell

and spent two months with you,

make it, so Theodore had stayed by her side, wanting to be there for her

I told

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