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.

Helen shook her head, gazing up at the doctor with her large, pleading eyes. “Do I really need 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 no apparent reason.”

“If you’re staying up late, it’s only natural for your heart rate to 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 her with his customary smile.

Helen mumbled, “Can we delay the surgery? I’d prefer to undergo the procedure when I’m feeling

better.”

‘No.” The doctor, still smiling, firmly denied Helen’s request. “You’re in good condition right now. If you

don’t have the surgery soon, your heart might not be able to hold on.”

Helen’s lips tightened, and her eyes grew cold.

The doctor didn’t seem to notice the change in Helen’s demeanor. He proceeded to inspect the medical

equipment in the ward, ensuring that everything was in good working order. Tuning to Helen, he offered

reassuring words. “Rest assured, Helen.

Our Mercy Hospital has excellent resources, and there will be no issues with your operation. Get

yourself prepared by then. Your surgery is scheduled for next Thursday.”

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

anxiety and tension.

No, she had to replace a way to sabotage the surgery. She couldn’t afford to lose Theodore!

Two days later, the gate of the manor in the southern suburb of the city finally opened. This was the

first time this had happened since half a month ago.

‘A dozen cars were parked along the driveway. Horace was waiting dutifully in front of one of the cars,

an exquisite black Rolls-Royce. He glanced down at the watch on his wrist.

Horace looked up quickly when a man slowly exited the manor.

“Why have you come out two weeks earlier this time around, sir?” It was rare for Horace to be unable

to discern what his boss was thinking. In the past, after the anniversary of Marley’s death, Theodore

would lock himself up in the manor for a month and cut himself off from others. This was the first time

he had come out in advance.

Theodore didn’t know how to answer. He had no one he cared about before. The manor had become a

place for him to escape and hide from the world.

If it weren’t for the sake of his revenge, he might have stayed inside, away from the world, for the rest

of his life.

But this time, he found himself too restless to calm down, and he couldn’t stop thinking about a certain

someone.

When he caught his mind straying, he felt shocked and despaired that he wasn’t able to control his

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