The Woman From Hell

Chapter 913

Chapter 913

I gently sighed and did not say anything else.

Theo was about to get up from the bed, which startled me, so I hurriedly shouted, "Don’t move around!”

He froze. "I'm going to the bathroom."

"I'll help you." I lifted the covers and bent down to take out a pair of slippers from the cab.

After helping him into the bathroom, I reached out to help him take off his pants, but he stopped me. "I can d o it myself."

I raised my eyebrows. "Are you sure?"

Theo nodded firmly. "I'm sure.”

"Okay, then." I let go of his hands. "Call me if you need any help.”

"Okay."

When I walked out of the bathroom, I shook my head and laughed. "He's actually shy?"

How rare!

When Theo came out of the bathroom, I helped him to the bed.

I told him to sleep, but he refused to close his eyes and kept moving around on the bed with his brows tightly

furrowed. I thought about it and finally knew what was making him uncomfortable.

of medicine, and perhaps he was sweating, so his body felt

went to the bathroom

the bathroom, I began to unbutton his

froze before teasing, "Are you going to

you thinking about?" I glared at him. "I'm wiping your

need for that." He

raised my brows. "You feel uncomfortable,

paralyzed person who

ignored him and unbuttoned his hospital

I saw his eyes squeeze shut. I thought he was sleeping at first, but when I saw the sweat

by him. Our eyes met. His pupils were too deep

silent for a long time, and I was eventually the one who spoke first, "Theo, I'm your wife. It's my duty to take care of you. When we grow old one day and become ill, we have to take care of each other. You can't be the only one taking

deep gaze. Only after a long time did he let

only eat liquid foods now. Petra happened to send some soup

a bowl of soup from the thermos, blew on it, and fed it to Theo one spoonful at

much that he did not have much of an appetite to eat, but he still could not refuse

after he ate most of the bowl and did

not leave and sat watching

came over to serve another bowl o f soup. She handed it to me. "You should

at her, seeing the sadness and heartache i n her

no appetite, so after taking a few sips, I

to take care of him?"

and when she was done, she looked at me with a heartbreaking expression. She said, "You must take care

little stifled. I could not help but ask, "What were you thinking when you

was okay with not having parents and I did not need them. However, every time I saw others hugging their parents and acting like a baby with them, I would still get envious. Afraid that others would notice my envy, I would normally be afraid to dart

did not answer and merely wept

a pretty good writer, so the teacher signed up for a town competition and my essay received an award. Mother

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