After watching the video, Theo tilted his head to look at me. "Are you still angry?"
"Better.” I shoved the phone back into his hand.
Theo smiled and said, "So, a feast, was it? Then I should give it a try as well."
He walked to the table and sat down. Then, he chose a plate of seafood that was largely left untouched and said, "Mm. It's delicious."
When he was about to take another mouthful, I stopped him. "Don’t eat it anymore when it's cold. You'll get a tummy ache."
"I didn't manage to get my feast. I finally have this plate of food, so I have to finish it." Theo took my hand away and continued to eat more.
"Then I'll heat it up for you."
"That’s too troublesome. This is fine."
I could no longer stop him, so I simply watched as he ate. All of the original resentments had gradually dissipated.
However, the things I had predicted came true. Afterward, Theo frequently ran to the toilet, which made it difficult for me to rest. He also vomited a lot in the second half of the night.
After tossing and turning until dawn, he looked weaker and paler.
"Why don't you rest at home today? Don't head to the company, alright? You won't be able to go in this state." I looked at him in distress. I should not have let him eat cold seafood.
"Mm," he replied softly.
I sighed, then went to the living room to call Keith and ask him to help manage the company today. I also reminded him to not disturb Theo if it was nothing important.
As soon as I hung up the call, I saw that Nicky had packed up and come downstairs. Seeing me in casual attire, she asked, "What's the matter?"
"Nicky, Theo isn't feeling well today, so I'll be home taking care of him. I’ll ask the driver to take you to the company."
"What's wrong with President Grant?" Nicky proceeded to ask.
I pursed my lips and told Nicky that he ate cold seafood last night. "It’s all my fault. Alright now, you should head to the company. Don't be late."
"Sure. Then you take care as well."
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