Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 142

She felt a faint discomfort from being pressed against the bookshelf behind her. She had no way to escape.

Theodore's face moved closer to hers, and her face was flushed. Her heart was also beating erratically. "Yes, even if something happened, so what?"

Her words stopped him in his tracks.

The lights in the corner were dim. Theodore's expression was gloomy and there was a hint of sorrow on his face. He repeated what she had just said, "So what?"

The ambiguous atmosphere was broken as all logic and calmness came back immediately. Everleigh clenched her fists and her face was calm. "We are both adults. Is it unusual to have a one-night stand?"

"What did you say?"

Everleigh looked up at him, cold and even a bit contemptuous, as if looking at a naive child. "What else could it be? I am married and you are about to get married. Are you going to tell me you will take responsibility? Can you even bear this responsibility?"

Everleigh's casual tone angered Theodore. He gritted his teeth and glared at the woman in front of him. She was just as beautiful as she was in the past, and her words were also aggressive.

But since when did she treat this kind of thing as a trivial matter? Was she disgusted by him, or herself?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. He grabbed Everleigh's chin with one hand and punched the bookshelf to her side with his other hand; the sound made a loud thud.

"Ah..." Everleigh screamed in panic. The wind from his fist passed through her ear when it hit the bookshelf behind her and the sound echoed in the large room.

Everleigh's eyes widened with lingering fear. There were more sarcastic words in her throat, but she could not say them at that moment. The pain in her chin made it hard for her to breathe, and she looked at the man in front of her with fear.

Theodore looked at her terrified expression with a gaze as sharp as daggers, as if they could pierce into her chest and lungs. "As long as I want to, there is no responsibility in this world that I cannot bear."

Everleigh was stunned.

"Everleigh, I misunderstood you for seven years, but if you had just been honest with me seven years ago, things would not be what they are today." This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"If honesty was the best policy, why do you think I said nothing to you back then?"

Everleigh looked at him blankly. Her heart seemed to sink into the abyss for a moment, and even the pain she felt was gone.

The seven years she had spent away were completely different from the seven years that Theodore had spent.

Theodore slowly loosened his grip on her chin and his cold eyes became a little weak.

Everleigh bent down and picked up the book that had just fallen to the ground. When she got up, she kept a relatively safe distance from him and there was a little self-mockery in her calmness. "Is there anything else?"

Is there anything else?

Aside from what happened that night and what happened seven years ago, there seemed to be no other connection between the two of them. They could not even communicate as ordinary friends.

How could two people who had truly loved each other become just friends?

Even every encounter with each other was a great emotional excitement.

Theodore's brows slowly knitted together. He clenched his fists and took a deep breath. "No."

The word fell, gently echoing through the room, then scattered.

When the elevator door closed and the archive room became quiet again, Everleigh leaned against the bookshelf, holding the book in her arms. She felt it relieved her nerves, but her eyes were red.

She knew Theodore would definitely come look for her. She also knew what words would make him unable to get past the obstacle from seven years ago? Hence, even if he left this time, he would return. This was the outcome that she wanted.

Since it was impossible for them to be together again, she had to use him to understand what happened back then, and find the person who had plotted against her at all costs.

In the afternoon, at Yoreast Hills Garden.

Everleigh's car was parked in the garage of Yvonne's villa.

"Madam, Dr. Trevino is here."

The nanny of the Miller family served tea to Everleigh.

"Aunt Trevino!" The tender voice of a child came from upstairs. It was Yvonne's son, Hansen.

Everleigh sat in the living room. When she looked up, she saw Hansen climbing down the stairs from the second floor. He smiled shyly at her.

Hansen was seven years old, the same age as Everleigh's children. Because of his congenital heart disease, he did not go to school. His body was weak and his skin was much paler than the average child's. He was like a porcelain doll that had to be treated with care.

Everleigh waved at him. "Hansen, I brought you some dessert."

Hansen's eyes lit up when he heard that. He went downstairs, hopped onto the sofa and sat next to Everleigh.

Everleigh opened the dessert she brought and handed a piece of pea pudding to Hansen. "This is a dessert from the north. It doesn't taste very sweet. Your sister said that you don't like eating anything too sweet, so I bought this for you. Try it."

"Thank you, Aunt Trevino."

Hansen took the dessert and slowly took a bite. "It's delicious."

Yvonne came down from the upper floor. She wore a beige linen dress, with a colorful apron tied around her waist. She had just come out from the studio and had not changed her clothes. Hence, she was dressed very casually.

As soon as she arrived downstairs, she saw a warm and harmonious scene. Her son sat quietly next to the new doctor and ate some dessert.

Yvonne smiled. "He does not like to eat the desserts at home as he is very picky. Each time you come and bring him some snacks, he eats them with relish. I don't know what magic you possess, but Loraine and Hansen both like you very much."

Everleigh got up and greeted Yvonne.

"Please take a seat." Yvonne waved her hand and gestured for her to sit down. She then sat down on the opposite sofa and said to the nanny, "Where is Loraine? Ask her to come down."

"I have just called her, Madam..."

Everleigh saw the nanny's embarrassed expression, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Yvonne frowned gently. "It's nothing. She's throwing a tantrum."

"Why did she lose her temper for no reason?"

Yvonne was somewhat helpless as they spoke about this. She slowly explained after taking a sip of tea.

"Hansen's birthday is in two days and Loraine wants to take Hansen to the amusement park. However, Hansen's body is too weak to go on those rides. It worried me that Loraine would be reckless, so I did not agree. Then, this girl went on a hunger strike."

"Lorraine would not act recklessly." Hansen, who was eating the desserts by the side, answered.

Everleigh glanced at Hansen and patted his head. It was said that children with soft hair were soft- hearted. His hair was as soft and cute as a bunny. If it wasn't for his heart disease, many girls would surely fall for him when he's older.

"It's not a big deal. Why is she on a hunger strike?" Everleigh looked upstairs in the bedroom's direction. "How long has it been since she last ate?"

"She has eaten nothing since yesterday morning and I have no way with her."

Everleigh said, ""Actually, it's not impossible to take Hansen to the amusement park."