Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 594
Outside, the hurried footsteps and hushed conversations of nurses and doctors filled the air, but Ariana’s familiar voice was
conspicuously absent.
It dawned on him that her ankle was injured, forcing her to lie in bed. How could she possibly come to him?
Moreover, she had shown clear disdain in her eyes, revealing her reluctance to see him. He cherished her eyes the most—
crystal-clear and radiant, windows to her soul.
It was no lie when Ariana expressed her desire to leave. She possessed an unwavering stubbornness, refusing to yield under
any circumstances.
He had lied to her, monitored her, and even— Theodore’s body convulsed violently. He pressed a hand against his forehead, his
eyes reflecting madness and suppressed anguish. Two conflicting emotions waged war within him.
He couldn’t bear to continue dwelling on it, for it only inflicted further pain upon Ariana. She would eventually walk away from
him.
Theodore closed his eyes, inhaling deeply to find solace. When he reopened them, they lacked any trace of emotion. He
absentmindedly reached for his pocket, forgetting that his cigarettes resided in a different coat.
Steering the wheelchair towards the cabinet before the bed, he opened a drawer to reveal a familiar small bottle. Pouring out two
pills, he was about to consume them when suddenly, the room flooded with light.

Horace entered just in time to witness this scene. Hurrying forward, he snatched the medicine bottle and scrutinized it before
slipping it into his pocket.
“Boss, you haven’t taken this medicine for a while. Why did you decide to take it now?” Horace’s tone, typically deferential
towards Theodore, had become marked by anxiety.
Theodore remained silent, neither requesting the bottle nor questioning its disappearance. He appeared much calmer as he
inquired, “How is she?”
Aware of Theodore’s deep concern for Ariana, Horace sighed and responded, “Mrs. Anderson has settled down and fallen
asleep. Take better care of yourself and refrain from acting recklessly.”
Theodore acknowledged his worry with a nod, and then issued a firm command.
“Investigate the fire thoroughly. There are numerous suspicions surrounding it—the locked door, the vehicles obstructing the fire
passage, and particularly the waiter who served the private room that night. Additionally, deploy additional bodyguards to
safeguard Ariana. Notify me immediately if anything untoward occurs.”
He paused for a moment, and then added, “Tell those bodyguards to keep their distance from her room. Make sure they stay out
of her line of sight.”
Horace hesitated and asked, “Boss, do you want me to contact Dr. Padilla for you?”
He was genuinely concerned about Theodore’s health.
Theodore glanced at him from the comer of his eye and replied, “No, Sweeney works for my grandfather. If he finds out, I might
not be able to stay in the Anderson Group anymore.”

“But your condition...”
“I’m not having a relapse. You took away the medicine bottle. What’s there to worry about?” Theodore smiled and reassured, “My
mental health is perfectly fine. I don’t need to see Sweeney.”
Horace hesitated further, “Are you absolutely sure you don’t need anything else?”
Theodore responded confidently, “Yes.”