Forbidden Passion

Chapter 654 Whether to Forgive or Not Isn't That Important

In the room, Theodore started hacking up a storm. The wound on his waist split open, and warm blood started oozing out, soaking the gauze and turning his striped hospital gown a nasty red.

Lawton barged in and saw Theodore slumped against the bed, looking pale as a ghost. He freaked out, "Mr. Reynolds, I'm getting the doc!"

"It's nothing, Lawton. Just handle my discharge papers."

Lawton's eyes went wide, "But you're still bleeding! You can't leave now."

"Just go." Theodore's voice was sharp and no-nonsense, leaving no room for argument. Even though he looked like death warmed over, he was still scary as hell.

Lawton clenched his jaw, went to sort out the discharge stuff, and called a doc to change Theodore's dressing. By the time he got back with the papers, Theodore had already thrown on his shirt and trousers and was sitting by the bed, waiting. Lawton rushed over, wanting to help, but Theodore shoved him away, "I don't need your help. I'm not some weakling."

What a tough guy!

Lawton trailed behind Theodore, watching him walk out of the hospital room with his back straight despite the obvious pain. He couldn't help but feel a bit of respect. It seemed like Theodore had been seriously affected by Edward.

When Theodore got back to the Imperial Apartment, Ollie, now bigger, was patrolling his cat tree kingdom. Hearing the door, Ollie stared at the entrance, all suspicious.

It wasn't until Theodore's familiar tall figure came into view that Ollie chilled out. He jumped down from the cat tree and, with a few hops, reached Theodore's leg.

Ollie rubbed his furry head against Theodore's leg but then jumped back, twitching his whiskers at the strong smell of disinfectant.

After all the fuss, Theodore broke out in a cold sweat. He plopped down on the sofa, looking at Ollie on the floor with a deep gaze.

heartless

few times out of

the sofa, taking a few breaths. Looking at the empty living room, he felt a dull ache in his chest

apartment building. He had wanted to escort Theodore to his door to make sure

from view, Lawton felt a weird sense of worry.

Theodore really passed out at home,

of horrifying news headlines ran through Lawton's mind. The more he thought about it, the more freaked out he got. He

three years, she knew his number by heart. Seeing the time, she quietly got out of bed, walked out of the

what's so urgent you had to call me

impulse, was now at a loss for words as the call

"Uh, Mrs. Reynolds..."

"Mr. Brown, Theodore and I

years, just move on like that? "Sorry, I shouldn't have called, but Phoebe, Mr. Reynolds got hurt saving you. His wound's still bad, and

probably don't care. Just ignore me. I'll

and rubbed her face,

been with Theodore for years, yet he

was the late hour, making her feel more vulnerable. For

Evelyn said, get tangled up

away the impulsive thought. After a while, she dialed

anyone picked up. Just

Phoebe's voice. She sat up quickly, "Phoebe, why are you

to the Imperial Apartment now? Theodore's been discharged and he's alone. I can't go. If it's

head over now. But," Grace hesitated, "are you really not