Chapter: 412

The previous week, she had gone to the manor in the southern suburb, hoping to develop a relationship with Theodore. To her dismay, he spent only a day with her and remained silent. The day after Marley’s death anniversary, he promptly sent her back to the hospital.

She didn’t want the surgery because Marley’s wish to cure her heart condition was the reason Theodore cared for her.

She had a nagging feeling that once she recovered from her illness after the operation, Theodore might cease to care for her in the future.

Helen couldn’t bear to think about losing Theodore entirely, so she needed to prolong her illness as much as possible. Her sickness was her bargaining chip and the sole aspect that could kindle Theodore’s compassion.

“What’s the matter, Helen? Are you worried?” The doctor was writing in the medical record when he noticed Helen’s silence and assumed she was feeling unwell.

to have the surgery so soon? I don’t feel prepared, and lately, I’ve been struggling with insomnia, with my heart rate frequently increasing for

rise. From now on, make sure you sleep on time. I’ll prescribe some sleeping pills for you; just rest well for a couple of days,” the doctor reassured

surgery? I’d prefer

The doctor, still smiling, firmly denied Helen’s request. “You’re in good condition right now. If you don’t have the

lips tightened, and

notice the change in Helen’s demeanor. He proceeded to inspect the medical equipment in the ward, ensuring that everything was

resources, and there will be no issues with your operation. Get yourself prepared by then. Your surgery is scheduled for next

there was no way to postpone it any longer. She bit her nails, sinking into a state of anxiety and

had to find a way to sabotage the

gate of the manor in the southern suburb of the city finally

driveway. Horace was waiting dutifully in front of one of the cars, an exquisite black Rolls-Royce. He

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