Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 798
“What?” Sarah was incensed by the news. “Your condition is apparent.
Concealing it isn’t an option. Moreover, this isn’t solely your concern.”
Sarah’s anger escalated with every word. She pledged, “If he doesn’t wish for a child, I’ll adopt your baby! I’m capable of
supporting you and both kids. I’m serious!”
Sarah’s declaration left Ariana conflicted between tears and laughter.
Despite the whirlwind of emotions, she felt an overwhelming warmth from Sarah’s words.
Simultaneously, Ariana realized she couldn’t delay the inevitable. For the sake of her unborn children, she had to gather
courage.
If Theodore decided against keeping the baby, she would depart with her children.
Ariana resolved to convey her decision to Theodore once the crisis at Anderson Group was resolved in the upcoming days.
As the sun slipped beyond the horizon and twilight approached, Ariana was yet to return. Theodore and Horace had already
made themselves at home in her apartment.
The duo had taken over the kitchen. Horace, with an iPad clutched in his hand, read aloud the instructions for stewing beef with
red wine, maintaining an impeccable poker face.

As he watched Theodore, heavy-handed with the salt, he sent a silent prayer to the heavens for Ariana’s well-being and
contemplated if a preemptive call to the doctor might be in order.
Upon observing Theodore’s struggle with a piece of steak, Horace cautiously proposed, “Boss, perhaps we could have the hotel
send over some prepared dishes?”
To his surprise, Theodore responded solemnly, “No. It is said that the most sincere way to express love is through a well-cooked
meal.
Furthermore, hotel food lacks a certain wholesome quality. I need to ensure she’s well fed.”
Confronted with Theodore’s earnestness, Horace glanced at the unfortunate steak once more. He toyed with the idea of offering
further advice but ultimately opted for silence. He put on a professional smile, secretly feeling sorry for Ariana.
Suddenly, Horace’s phone buzzed. It was a call from Mercy Hospital.
After a brief conversation, Horace relayed to Theodore, “Mercy Hospital just informed me that the medication we submitted has
been tested. We can pick up the report at our convenience.”
Theodore, engrossed in his culinary endeavor, merely nodded. “Alright. You can handle that and then head home. I have
everything under control here.”
“Understood.”
A short while after Horace departed, Ariana returned.

The sight of the table spread with a veritable feast left her pleasantly stunned. She was amazed at Theodore’s quick evolution
from a novice at three dishes and a soup to an adept steak chef.
Each dish, to her surprise, was her favorite.
A rush of joy overwhelmed Ariana. She ran over and enveloped Theodore in a warm embrace, pressing her face into his chest.
“How did you know I’d return famished?”
Grinning, Theodore leaned in to plant a tender kiss on her forehead. He then playfully ruffled her hair, saying, “Let’s eat.”
They settled down to a delightful, candlelit dinner, their Laughter filling the room. They tactfully skirted the contentious issue of
the previous night: having a child.