The Woman From Hell
Chapter 672

Chapter 672

After hearing what Keith said, I clenched my hands slightly.

"Mrs. Grant, you know better than anyone that Mr.

Grant cares about you and that his feelings for you are true. I hope you can take your past relationship into account and return to his side. Otherwise, he'll die if this continues." Keith's voice trembled slightly.

Seeing how anxious he was proved just how bad Theo's current situation was. It was bad regardless of which aspect it was.

I squeezed my eyes shut. "Give me the access card to his room. I'll go over and persuade him later."

After a pause, I continued, "You should go back and have some rest. Take care of yourself."

Seeing that I had agreed to persuade Theo, he finally let out a smile. "Thank you."

When Keith left, I stood in front of the window pondering about something.

Who knew that in the past three years I was healing m y wounds, Theo was letting himself get hurt instead.

In the eyes of many women, when a man puts down his pride for a woman and struggles to win her back, then that man must love that woman very much.

Though that was not the case with Theo. Three years had passed and he had grown to be even wiser now.

He did not dump his overly passionate and desperate emotions on me but gradually conquered my heart by letting me get used to his presence again.

During the process, he was not overly zealous but it was difficult to refuse him and it was hard to push him away.

This man was too cunning...

After making some oatmeal, I went to the hotel and saw Theo currently sleeping soundly on a big white bed.

His complexion was pale, and his brows were furrowed.

I put the oatmeal on the bedside table and looked at him quietly.

Did he really love me?

I did not have an answer to that even until now.

However, whether one love or did not love someone was no longer that important at this age.

Perhaps I had been staring for too long and he sensed i t in his dreams, he gradually opened his eyes.

I noticed a glimmer of light gradually filling his eyes." What are you doing here?"

His voice was hoarse, and he looked a little exhausted.

"You're ill, so I'm here to visit you,” I answered while taking the oatmeal from the bedside table.

Theo pursed his lips. "Keith went to you?"

I nodded. "He's very worried about you."

"Nosy man." He seemed displeased about Keith coming to look for me.

"Have you taken your medicine?" I looked around the room and found no trace of medications.

He smiled slightly. "It's just a minor illness. I can recover without taking any medications."

I pursed my lips, sounding a little displeased. "If this really is a minor illness, then I wouldn't be here anymore.”

When he saw my expression sink, he held my hand." Don't be angry. If you want me to take my medicine, I’ll take it, alright?"

I wanted to pull my hand back, but not only did he refuse to let go, he even tugged me hard and pulled me into his arms.

The man's body was scorching hot and unleashing intense hormones.

"Lie down with me for a while," he said with shallow tenderness in his voice.

He just refused to take his medications, huh?

I frowned. "Eat something and take your medicine

before you sleep."

He laughed aloud, his voice filled with delight. "When did you become so domineering?"

"Your health matters," I coldly said.

I climbed up from his body and called Keith, asking him to buy some medicine and send them over.