The Woman From Hell

After the nurse left, I sat there, staring into space as a warmth rose from within my heart. It looked like

he cared more about me than he showed and was not as cold as he portrayed.

Theo walked in after he was done with his phone call. I recalled what the doctor had said and

snickered.

“How audacious of you to laugh! If not for you, would I have been publicly reprimanded like that?” He

lifted his fingers and flicked me on my forehead.

“Ouch… It hurts,” I covered my forehead and cried out in exaggeration.

He ignored me, looking intently at the drip bottle

I’m hungry, Theo,” I tugged on his sleeves as I said in a pitiful voice.

“What do you feel like eating? I’ll buy it for you.” He proceeded to get up, ready to go out the door.

“I wanna eat your cooking. Let’s go home, please?” I actually just wanted to g o home. I really disliked

staying in the hospital. Since the doctor had said that m y baby was okay, I would rather rest at home.

Theo frowned. “No, the doctors said you’d have to stay in the hospital for another night for observation.

I’ll go get you whatever you want. You lie down like a good girl, and I’ll be right back.”

“My belly feels weird. I only want your cooking. More importantly, the baby wants it too.” I pointed at my

belly stubbornly.

Humans were like this-once a long time desire of one’s is met, one will only grow greedier, beginning to

desire more.

Theo frowned, looking like he was deep i n thought. He turned to me and said, Wait here for a while,”

and left before I could reply to him.

I was a little unhappy, so I laid down on m y bed once more

Not too long after that, a few nurses came

through the door and told me that I would be switching to a different ward.

“Why do I have to change wards out of the blue? I panicked a little

“I asked for the change.” Theo’s voice Tang out from the doorway. “You said you wanted to eat my

cooking, right? We can make some food in the VIP room.”

Well…

I had not meant it when I said I wanted to eat his cooking. It was just an excuse I had made to try to go

back home. Did really we have to change to the pricey VIP room for just one night of observation?

“Actually… I’ve changed my mind. I don’t really wanna eat anymore. Shall we just stay here for the

night then?” Even though I knew Theo did not care about the money, there was still no need for him to

overspend.

He did not say a word and just carried me out the door.

The nurses behind us pushed an empty wheelchair forward, meaninglul smiles

etched on their faces.

Put me down, Theo,” I pleaded sortry. There were wheelchairs available, but I was being carried

instead. How embarrassing!

Theo ignored all the stares from patients and nurses alike and continued carrying me. We got into the

elevator. My struggling had been to no avail, so I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

The VIP room in that private hospital felt like a five-star hotel’s executive suite. Everything was

provided in it, and the fridge was stocked with fruits and vegetables fit to satisfy any patient’s every

whim and fancy.

After settling us into the room, the nurses left. Theo asked, “What do you feel like having?”

Ravioli with less oil, please,” I said Weakly. I did not have much of an appetite since the atmosphere in

the hospital felt very suffocating, I wanted to leave as soon as I could.

Soon, a mouthwatering bowl of ravioli was placed before me.

Don’t move, lie still,” Theo said as I was Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

struggling to get up to eat. After he placed the bowl of pasta in front of me, he walked over to raise the

head of my bed b y turning the foot crank clockwise. He then transferred the food to a bedside table

He scooped up a piece of ravioli tenderly. blew on it to cool it down, then passed the spoon to me.

I had never seen such a patient and tender side of Theo before. Every movement of his was cautious

and full of care. I felt suffused with affection as he pampered me. Anyone who had ever seen this side

of him before would have instantly gotten addicted to the feeling. H e was so handsome, so rich, and

so loving No wonder Cindy had fought with all her might to make sure they were attached at the hip.

“Open your mouth! What are you waiting for?” He saw that I had not moved, so he teased me with an

exceptionally dazzling smile

I accepted my fate, opened my mouth, and ate the ravioli.

and ate the ravioli.

Just like that, he fed me by the mouthful, and soon a huge bowl of ravioli was gone.

Right after that, he passed me the medication that I had been prescribed. I

grimaced. “Can I not?

I hated pills. I despised the aftertaste of pills in my mouth since it reminded mes o much of what I had

been through before.

“No, the doctor said you have to eat this.” He passed me a cup of water and the pills, leaving absolutely

no room for discussion