Chapter: 552
Caught off guard, the nurse stammered, “Well, I am not sure. I only noticed that she seemed to be
constantly at Mr. Anderson’s side.”
Helen was slightly let down, but she didn’t have much time to dwell on it, as the pain in her face
returned. Sitting up in bed, she reached out to touch her face and asked, “Why does my face hurt so
much?”
The nurse avoided eye contact with her and didn’t dare to look at her.
Helen reached out to touch her face but felt the presence of the gauze bandage instead. In a state of
panic, she urgently demanded, “Bring me a mirror!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAriana, Theodore and the doctor were still at the ER door when they suddenly heard a scream coming
from the nearby ward. Ariana was startled.
The scream came from Helen’s ward.
Seeing Ariana trembling, Theodore’s heart softened. He tightened the suit jacket on her and patted her
on the arm to comfort her. “I’ll go and see what’s going on. You stay here.”
He pushed his wheelchair and left with the doctor.
Ariana hesitated for a while and then followed them.
The doctor pushed open the door of the room. Before Theodore could enter, he heard the sound of
glass breaking, followed by Helen’s cry.
The doctor rushed into the ward to check on Helen, and Theodore followed. As soon as they entered,
they found Helen sitting on the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. The floor was strewn with debris from a
broken mirror and the IV bag had been lowered.
The nurse was cowering in a corner, looking helpless and frightened by Helen’s sudden outburst.
“Helen!” Theodore called out with a slight frown.
Hearing the familiar voice, Helen suddenly raised her head and saw Theodore. Her face lit up as if she
had seen her savior. “Theodore, what’s wrong with my face?
How come I am disfigured? Did the doctor make a wrong diagnosis?”
Tears were streaming down Helen’s cheeks. She looked helplessly at Theodore, begging him to help
her. She seemed so fragile right now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTheodore’s cold hands lifted Helen’s arms up and to her surprise, Theodore was absolutely calm. His
words were soft but it was clear that he was distancing himself from her.
“Listen to the doctor, Helen.”
Crying, Helen shook her head and said, “Theodore, I’ll listen to the doctor, but please tell me first if my
face can be cured.”
Theodore discreetly waved to the nurse to help Helen back to bed. Instead of answering Helen’s
question directly, he said, “You need to calm down now.
Excessive emotional stimulation will slow your recovery and it will affect your heart as well.”
However, Helen wouldn’t listen to him this time and she insisted on getting the answer. She pushed
away the nurse’s hand and tried to get out of bed. She wanted to hold Theodore’s hand.