Chapter 5
“Bitch!” Jasper grabbed her with both hands and leaned over. “This wasn’t what we agreed on. Are you trying to pull a fast one on me now that you are married to Theodore? Just so you know, you can’t get rid of me. There’s no telling that you would get pregnant. Even if you do, Theodore won't be able to protect you and that little bastard.”
“Bah! How are you so sure about that? Theodore is still alive, isn’t he?” Ariana sneered. “No matter what happens, I’m still your sister-in-law. You better come to terms with it now!”
This comment drove Jasper nuts. He raised his hand to slap her.
But before that could happen, a servant rushed out of the house and shouted, “Ma’am! Mr. Theodore Anderson just woke up. He wants to see you!”
Ariana and Jasper were both taken aback by the sudden revelation that Theodore had awakened from his coma.
Jasper’s face contorted with anger as he tightened his grip on Ariana’s arm, accusing her of deception. “"You lied to me? What | saw last night wasn’t an illusion. You knew Theodore woke up, didn’t you? That’s why you've been acting so strange today!”
Ariana refused to explain, her expression turning into a sneer as she shrugged off Jasper’s grasp, leaving him behind as she followed the servant's lead.
Jasper seethed with anger, his fists clenching as he watched her retreating form. He kicked a nearby flowerpot in frustration, the sound of shattering pottery echoing through the garden.
The sprawling Andersons’ estate was a maze of hallways and rooms, adorned with vibrant flowers in every shade. Ariana made her way down the endless corridor, lost in her thoughts and worries. She finally reached the small villa where Theodore was recuperating, nestled behind the lush garden.
The peaceful surroundings were bathed in warm sunlight, a sharp contrast to the chaos in Ariana’s mind.
She couldn't shake the worries that clouded her thoughts, unsure if Theodore had awoken during the night or overheard her conversation with Jasper.
Ariana’s heart raced as she contemplated what would happen if Theodore had heard the conversation between her and Jasper. Her face was drained of color, her eyes filled with fear.
Her husband was known to be cruel and merciless, with power and connections that reached far and wide, even among the police and gangs. Those who dared to cross him often met with a grisly fate.
“Ma’am, here we are.” Ariana was jolted back to reality by the servant's voice.
She breathed deeply, steeled herself, and took a slow step inside. Coincidentally, Darian dashed toward her, both of them exchanging brief greetings.
And in silence, they walked through the villa’s entrance. Agroup of doctors encircled Theodore on the huge bed as they approached. After the examination, the attending doctor sighed and said, “Although Mr. Theodore Anderson has regained consciousness, the
accident has taken a toll on his body, particularly his legs. They are too damaged, and he will never be able to walk normally again. Physiotherapy will take a long time.”O”
Darian’s disbelief was palpable. “You mean he’s... he’s disabled?” Ariana frowned, and to her surprise, she glimpsed relief in Darian’s expression. “I'm afraid so,” the doctor admitted with deep regret.
“I see. You can leave now.” With a flick of his wrist, Darian dismissed the doctors and turned his attention to Theodore, wearing an unusually soft smile. “Rest well, Theodore. You shouldn’t worry about anything else. I'll find the best doctor to treat your legs. Then, Darian turned to Ariana and said, “You may have ti take care of Theodore from now on.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Ariana almost wanted to roll her eyes at Darian. She couldn’t help but think that he was making her his son’s caregiver.