Cindy Reed or Petra White?
Probably not Cindy. He did not have it in him.
However, I did not care. I would seek revenge on my own. It did not matter if Theo did not do anything.
"I've gotten used to the way she is." I shoved Theo's chest. "Let go of me. It's difficult for me to breathe if you keep hugging me this tightly."
Theo let go of me obediently, but he continued sitting close to me. Our bodies were so close together it looked like someone had stuck us together with glue.
I felt a headache creeping upon me. "Theo, don’t you have anything to do? Look at the time. Don't you need t o go to the office?"
"I thought I already told you? I’m accompanying you to the hospital today," Theo said as he smiled gently. " Nothing is more important than you are."
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Theo was getting better at saying such sweet sentiments, and I had no idea if I should be touched or afraid. His character had changed completely. Would that affect how his brain worked? 1 "Let's go down and eat,” he said as he dragged me up
from the couch. "We’ll go to the hospital when we finish eating.”
I furrowed my eyebrows. "I don't want to go.”
Theo pretended not to hear what I said as he said to himself, "This time, we must let the doctor take a thorough check-up. We'll undergo whatever treatment he recommends, and we must cooperate with him."
You could not wake up someone pretending to be asleep. I heaved a deep sigh and bit down on what I had to say. After all, he would not be able to do anything to me if I refused to go to the hospital after w e ate. Why should I waste my breath now?
When I went downstairs, I saw Quinn and Cindy standing in the living room and talking. I felt my breath catch in my chest. Although it was a good thing that these two people were right under my nose, it still disgusted me.
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