The Woman From Hell
Chapter 671

Chapter 671

When I finished cleaning up the kitchen and came out to sit on the sofa, Theo said, "Your mother is preparing a blind date for him. He was probably here to see you because he was trying to avoid it."

I was slightly stunned. "I don't think so. I think he has a crush on someone but is unsure, so he came to seek my advice."

I was curious as to who that woman was, the one who was able to steal Tyler's heart.

Theo did not ask further after hearing what I said.

He scooped a large piece of watermelon with the spoon and brought it to my mouth. "This is the sweetest piece. Have one."

I pursed my lips. "I don't really like to eat watermelon."

Munchkin pouted. "Theo is giving you the sweetest piece, Mommy. You're not eating it? What's that called again? The thing you treasure the most may not necessarily hold the same value in other people's hearts."

What did this darn kid just say?

Where did he learn these things from?

Theo could not help but laugh. "You know a lot,

Munchkin."

Munchkin stuck out his little chest. "Of course, I’m smart.”

“Stop using your phone all day!" I reached out to slap his head.

Munchkin pouted aggrievedly. "Phones are made for people to use."

"Stop being stubborn with me!"

He was not afraid of me anymore now that Theo was here.

"Alright now." Theo patted my back. "Hurry up and eat the watermelon to cool yourself off."

I glanced at him and opened my mouth to hold the spoon.

It was getting late. When Keith came over, Theo stood up. "It’s getting late. Rest early."

I was stunned. "You're..." 'Not staying back?’

I did not finish my sentence because I had already thought it over previously. I would welcome him if he came but would not make him stay if he decided to leave.

Munchkin did not think too much about it and looked at him with his head tilted, asking curiously, “Aren’t you going to stay here, Theo?"

He smiled slightly and bent down to stroke Munchkin’s head while saying tenderly, "I still have things to do. I'll come and see you again when I have the time."

Munchkin nodded, looking a little disappointed.

I watched him and Keith leave. I fell silent for a very long time before taking Munchkin back into the house.

It was still very hot at night in August.

After counting, I realized that Munchkin would soon turn four.

What should I get him for his birthday?

On the weekend, Keith knocked on the door very early in the morning. I saw him carrying two large bags in his hands and frowned. "What's all this?"

Keith pursed his lips. "Just some daily necessities and food."

I felt something amiss. "Theo asked you to send these over?"

Sure enough, he shook his head.

I sighed. "Get straight to the point."

"Mrs. Grant," Keith started, his voice a little hoarse as though he did not sleep well last night. "Mr. Grant has been attending social events in Whaldorf City these few days and drank a lot of alcohol. His stomach isn’t well. He was in excruciating pain last night yet refused to go to the hospital. He was afraid that you'd b e worried, so he went straight to the hotel.”

I was stunned but did not say anything and waited for him to continue.

"He didn't want me to approach you but his digestive problems can’t be delayed further. I'm afraid further delay will only result in horrible repercussions, so I’d like to ask you to persuade him."

I pursed my lips. "There's no need for him to drink in order to socialize."

Keith put the bags on the ground and took out his phone from his pocket, showing me Theo's photos one by one. Most of which were of Theo drinking.

"Ever since you left Whaldorf City, Mr. Grant appears a s though he's fully focused on work but in fact, he's been pushing himself off a cliff. Have you seen anyone sacrificing sleep and only sleeping when they feel like they can't hold on any longer?

"When he has nothing to do, he'll drink. He has been hospitalized many times for stomach bleeding. The doctor has advised him not to touch any more alcohol but he just won't listen."