Marry Ex's Uncle After Divorcement novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197

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Charlie went back to his room and saw Theresa lying in bed. Her jacket and shoes had been taken off. In the wheelchair, he looked at the woman who was curling up on the bed. “You’re sleeping? Her muffled voice came from under the covers. “Yeah, I’m feeling unwell and want to have a rest.” She was indeed feeling uncomfortable. Those bad memories came flooding back. Under the covers, she had a

splitting headache.

Charlie wheeled himself over and looked at the quilt. “How are you feeling?”

“Bad.”

He frowned, propped his hands on the edge of the bed, and lifted the quilt. She was lying there with her eyes

shut and her face crinkled. Charlie had thought that she was upset about Rose’s pregnancy. Now it looked like

she was really ill.

His voice softened all at once. “Should I call a doctor for you?”

“It’s okay.”

Charlie took out his phone to make the call. Before he could dial the number, Theresa grabbed his hand and

said, “I’m fine. You can go ahead with your work.”

“There is no work for me to do.” He couldn’t walk away like that. He was not that dull.

“Then stay with me for a while,” she said.

Charlie was stunned and then felt flattered. He nodded, sat on the side, gazed at her for a while, and asked,

“Are you sure you won’t see a doctor?”

“Yeah, it’s an old problem.” She had been used to it.

he told me that he didn’t want them. He forced me to abort them. I didn’t agree, so we got divorced. His

mother claimed that I cheated on him. Even my dad was convinced and kicked me out of the house. Now he has

a new wife and a new child. What do I have? Recurrent nightmares and knots in my heart. This is my past.”

At the end of her speech, the rims of her eyes reddened. She looked at Charlie with tearful eyes and smiled

bitterly, “In this aspect, my encounter is not much better than yours. Charlie, we’re… both fools! You had

Sarah, and I had Jimmy. We’re the most pathetic people in this world.”

Charlie heard her out and suddenly put his palm on her head. Theresa looked at him in surprise. “If it were in

the past, I would have agreed with you on that. Now I no longer think that way.”

“Why?” Theresa was puzzled.