Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 592
The happiness she once cherished, knowing that they loved each other, now felt like a cruel joke.
Ariana found herself at a loss for how to face Theodore, as she struggled to comprehend his actions. why had he resorted to
monitoring her? Why had he failed to grant her even the basic foundation of trust? And why did he keep her in the dark after they
were together? ©
She had only witnessed what Theodore had wanted her to see, a carefully constructed facade that concealed his true intentions.
At that moment, Horace, who had been waiting outside, burst into the room. The sight before him left him speechless, his shock
palpable. He had assumed their dispute was a minor disagreement, but now it appeared to be a full-fledged quarrel.
“Help her up.” Theodore sat in a wheelchair, his expression stoic, clearly not in the best of health.
Horace hesitated, refraining from probing. He regretted leaving the ward just moments ago. Perhaps if he had stayed, he could
have mediated the situation.
Without wasting any time, he hurried to help Ariana to the bed.
“Have a good rest. I’m next door,” Theodore said, slowly turning his wheelchair around.
Observing his back, Ariana sneered, unable to hold back her bitterness. “You’re staying in the next room for the sake of
monitoring me, aren’t you?”
Theodore remained silent, exiting the room without uttering a single word.

Biting her lower lip, Ariana fought back tears, her voice quivering. “Theodore, you’re so heartless.”
He stopped abruptly, his broad shoulders trembling slightly.
Horace looked at Ariana in disbelief, and then turned his gaze to Theodore, his worry for him mirrored in his gaze.
After years of working for Theodore, Horace had become privy to many of his secrets. He knew all too well the devastation that
Ariana’s words were going to bring upon him.
“Mr. Anderson... How about you go and rest first?” Horace suggested cautiously. “I will take care of Mrs. Anderson. Don’t worry.”
Horace was filled with anxiety and concern, fearing that Theodore might lose control.
“Don’t you even want to defend yourself?” Ariana’s voice quivered as tears blurred her vision.
But in the end, Theodore left without a word.
Horace assisted Ariana to the bed, retrieving the prescribed medicine from the doctor and offering it to her.
Once she took the medication, her agitation subsided, but she still trembled slightly.
“Mrs. Anderson, let me fetch an extra blanket for you. The nights can be chilly,”
Horace suggested, aware of her trembling despite the room’s heating. He fetched a cashmere blanket for her. ©