The Woman From Hell -
Chapter 749
Chapter 749
There was a chair in front of the shelf in the utility room, and there was a big box next to the chair. The big box must have fallen from above just now.
After I knew what had happened, I hugged Munchkin and checked if he was injured.
It was only then did Theo walk over and look at Munchkin with a sullen face. "Why did you go to the utility room?"
Munchkin was frightened and was in no mood to answer him.
After checking to make sure he was not hurt, I breathed a sigh of relief and carried him downstairs.
After he calmed down, I asked him, "Be a good boy, Munchkin. Tell me, why did you go to the utility room?" Although Munchkin had stopped crying, he was still shaking. He clearly had yet to recover from the shock. He wrapped his arms around my neck and said in a trembling voice, “One time, I saw a servant storing something that you can use to massage your back in the utility room, so I thought maybe I could help you massage your back after I found it."
I waited for him to finish, and there was a pang in my heart. I was often in a bad mood these days because of
Mason’s visits. Munchkin thought I was experiencing discomfort in my body and had asked me about it just now. I told him that I was very tired, which was why h e wanted to do what he could do for me.
Sometimes, he was so sensible that he made my heart ache.
I held him tight and said in a shaky voice, "I'm sorry, Munchkin. It's all my fault."
No matter how bitter life was, I should not have shown my negative emotions in front of my child. I realized that I was still not a qualified mother.
Theo stood on one side, looking at us with a complicated gaze. He walked up to us and reached out to encircle us in his arms. He said in a low and deep voice, "It's alright now. Next time, make sure that you're safe no matter what you do."
I pursed my lips and felt my stomach turn. I endured i t for a moment but could not hold back any longer and let go of Munchkin to dash to the toilet.
After throwing up the contents in my stomach, I immediately felt relieved.
I turned around and saw Theo and Munchkin standing at the bathroom door. I forced out a smile." Maybe I ate too fast."
"Mommy, I think you're sick," Munchkin said, his big eyes filled with worry.
Theo pursed his lips, his dashing face looking restrained with emotions.
After a long time, he looked at Munchkin. "Why don't you go play with Snowy for a while?"
Munchkin nodded obediently. "Make sure to take good care of Mommy, Theo.”
When he left, Theo quickly walked up to me. "Go upstairs and put on more layers. We'll go to the hospital right now."
I frowned. "My stomach has been bad for a long while now and it’s easy to have a bad stomach if I eat the wrong thing. You know as well that this problem has been around for a very long time."
"Since you know that you have stomach problems and now that they’re acting up again, you should go to the doctor to get it checked and take medications. That's how you'll feel better," Theo said
insistently.
I felt a wave of irritation and said impatiently, "I said I don’t want to go."
Theo pursed his lips. After falling silent for a very long time, he asked, "How long have you been throwing u p?"
How long has it been?
I furrowed my brows and thought carefully. It seemed like a very long time. Not long after I came back to Whaldorf City, I would feel nauseous every time I was i n a slightly bad mood.
Things seemed to have become more serious than before when Mason started coming over to see Munchkin.
I cast my gaze down and said indifferently, "It's been a while."
He looked at me with scarlet eyes. "You don't cherish your body at all."
Having said that, he pulled me out of the toilet.
I could not shake him off and screamed, "Let go of me! Theo Grant!"
"We must go to the hospital today." His voice was low and reserved. It was hard to tell what his emotions were, but I knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment. 2
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