The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 750

If he was in a bad mood, then I was in an even worse mood.

I shook his hand away, raising my voice further. "I said I'm not going, don't you understand?"

I froze after saying those words, so did he.

This was my first time speaking to him in that tone since I returned to Whaldorf City. There was even disgust in my tone.

I suddenly calmed down. My mouth opened and closed. For a moment, I did not know what to say to salvage the situation.

At this moment, Keith walked into the villa and saw the grim expressions on both our faces. He was too afraid to walk inside.

Theo turned to look at him and said, "Prepare the car. We’re going to the hospital downtown."

Keith glanced at me and nodded to indicate that he understood.

I did not know why I would think of Mason when I heard the word 'hospital', which then linked to him coming over to visit Munchkin in the past two days and how well the two bonded.

I could not control my emotions any longer and quickly walked up to Keith to stop him. Then, I looked at Theo and yelled angrily.

"Theo Grant, if you want to give Munchkin away, I’ll definitely refuse. If you insist on sending him away, then I’ll take Munchkin away-far, far away and never t o come back. I will never stay here and get in your way."

Theo frowned. "I’ve never thought of sending him away."

"Why do you let Mason come over every day to see him, then? You're trying to let them bond so he can easily take Munchkin away when the time comes. Well, listen up, Munchkin is my son. I was the one who raised him alone. No one can take him away from me unless I die."

I said the last three words through gritted teeth. I was aware of how emotional I was at the moment, crazy even. However, I refused to control myself.

I had to let him know how firm I was about this.

Theo did not say a word. His gaze when he looked at m e went from being dismayed to heartbroken.

Keith, however, looked at me with a surprisingly sympathetic gaze.

I did not know why they were staring at me like that. I just knew that I was growing more and more restless. Not wanting to see their sympathetic eyes any longer,

He patted my back, seemingly comforting me. "I’m sorry. I've been too busy lately and neglected you. I haven't been taking good care of you."

I did not want to say anything and merely shook my head.

He sighed, his voice deep and low. With a negotiating tone, he said, "Can we take a trip to the hospital tomorrow?"

My body went stiff almost subconsciously. He sensed i t, and almost simultaneously, he hugged me even tighter.

"Don’t be afraid. We’ll just go and have a look," he said, his voice consoling.

I pursed my lips, and after a very long time, I finally nodded to agree.

If we went to the hospital to see a doctor, then that would mean that I was truly sick. It would mean that throughout the three years I was in Zenon, I thought I had recovered but I actually had not.

I did not have insomnia at night. I fell asleep soon after I lay on the bed.