Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 822
It was only today, using the pretext of her recurring heart condition and Marley’s keepsake, that she had managed to coax him
into coming.
She couldn’t risk driving him away over a trinket.
Wearing an intense expression, Helen traced the scar on her face, her resentment for Ariana growing exponentially.
Why was it that she had to pay such a high price while Ariana was able to be with Theodore effortlessly?
She refused to accept it. Why could Ariana be with him?
Her face contorted with rage. She wished that fucking Ariana could go to the hell!
No, Ariana shouldn’t get off that easily. She must suffer first.
Helen tightened her grip on the pendant, staring down at it. A moment of lucidity came over her and she hastily unclasped the
rabbit charm, inserting a small, black chip into it.
After securing the charm, Helen moved to sit by the window, cradling the phone in one hand and a blue teddy bear in the other. It
was akin to the one in Theodore’s car, but it bore the scars of time and knife marks.
Resting her head against the cool glass, Helen gazed outside and pressed a button on the teddy bear’s belly.
A sweet, female voice resonated from within the toy.
“Theodore, you never expected I would hide the words I longed to share with you within this teddy bear, did you?”

Helen’s lips twisted into a sly grin at the sound of Marley’s voice
She stared blankly into space, perfectly echoing the words issuing from the teddy bear’s hidden recorder.
“I’ve already forgiven you. Mom’s death was not your fault.”
However, her imitation ended abruptly, swallowed by a surge of static from the bear. A puzzled feminine voice called out from the
recording, “Helen?”
At that moment, Helen spotted Theodore’s car pulling up downstairs. She quickly silenced the teddy bear and concealed it.
She was about to welcome Theodore with counterfeit delight when another vehicle, a taxi, caught her attention. Someone she
utterly despised emerged from the taxi.
As she watched the two figures, a sneer crawled onto her face.
Moments later, the doorbell rang. Opening the door with a facade of surprise, she cheerfully greeted Theodore. “Theodore, what
a pleasant surprise! What has brought you back here?”
“Looking for my phone,” Theodore responded curtly, walking past her in search of his misplaced device.
His phone was hidden in a crevice of the couch, a rabbit pendant peeking out. He checked the phone only to find it was off.
Shrugging it off as a drained battery, he scooped it up, intending to leave. But before he could do so, Helen stopped him.
“Theodore, wait,” she pleaded, feigning discomfort. “I have a bit of chest tightness. Could you help me find some medicine?”

Meanwhile, Ariana had managed to locate Helen’s apartment, following the directions provided by Sonia. En route, she’d
attempted to call Theodore repeatedly but his phone remained switched off, exacerbating her worries.