Cynthia cried hysterically, to the point it was tragic. She held onto Theodore''s arms tightly, pressing against his injured back.


    Theodore frowned, and let out a muffled groan. Cynthia, in her intense crying, didn''t hear his difort.


    "Theo, forgive me. I''m sorry. I won''t say such things again. I''ll wait patiently, even if I can''t get a heart. Please forgive me this time, I''m begging you!" Suddenly, she clutched her chest. It was hard for her to breathe, and she fainted in Theodore''s arms.


    "Cindy!" Theodore grabbed her chin and shook her face, then turned and shouted, "Doctor!"


    The doctors worked hard to save Cynthia. Later, she was too weak to cry anymore, so she justy quietly on the bed.


    The medical monitor beeped steadily. Theodore stood by the bedside, sighing helplessly.


    He had indeed said some harsh things, but considering her situation-so young and facing death-it was understandable that she would be afraid and therefore spoke without thinking.


    Cynthia slowly opened her eyes. "Theo."


    Theodore stepped forward, and bent down. "Rest well. Don''t think too much and rx."


    "Do you still me me? If... If you do, then don''t save me next time and just let me go. I don''t want to make you unhappy."


    "Don''t give me that nonsense," Theodore said sternly. "You still have a long life ahead. As long as you know you were wrong and don''t say such things again."


    Everyone had said the wrong thing or harbored evil thoughts before.


    While Theodore was busy ming Cynthia for disregarding others''


    a almost forgot that he


    lives, he once had a fleeting thought of killing Sebastian.


    No one was a saint. If she hadn''t acted on it and knew to correct her mistake, it was forgivable.


    Hearing Theodore say he wouldn''t me her, Cynthia breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you. I won''t say such things again. I''m really sorry."N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    Theodoreforted her. "Just rest and leave everything else to me."


    Cynthia nodded obediently. "Okay, I''ll listen to you from now on."


    Cynthia was clever in some ways. Even if she identally said the wrong thing, she knew how to use


    her advantages to make a man feel sorry for her and forgive her.


    Theodore took a white handkerchief from his suit pocket, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.


    "Theo, are you not feeling well?" Cynthia asked.


    "I''m fine. You should rest. I have some things to attend to. For the next few days, contact Yuvan if you need anything. I''ll be very busy."


    He needed a few days to properly recover from his injuries. If he kept pushing himself, who knew when he would fully heal?


    Cynthia was deeply upset. He had


    handed her over to his assistant


    instead of personally helping h


    solve her problems. What was this man thinking?


    But she didn''t dare say it out loud, and could only nod. "Okay."


    After Theodore left, Cynthia''s pitiful expression immediately changed. Her eyes were now filled with anger and malice.


    Theodore was so cruel! If he really cared about her, how could he me her? Would he me Rosalie if Rosalie was in this situation today?


    He seemed to be more and more biased as time went on. So Rosalie''s life was more important than hers, huh?