Chapter: 825
He understood that deep down, Ariana still held concerns for him, and her calls were a testament to it.
If that was the case, Theodore decided he wouldn’t allow Ariana to slip away from his life, whatever it took.
He toyed with the rabbit pendant hanging from his phone, his gaze pensive and intense.
If insisting on terminating the pregnancy meant losing Ariana-then he could concede to Let the children live.
Even if their children were destined to endure a condition akin to his, a life filled with pain and challenges that an ordinary person
should never have to endure.
But so what? It was their fate to bear.
As long as Ariana was content, as long as she chose to stay by his side, whatever befell their children was acceptable.
His nature was inherently self-centered.
He had always prioritized his own needs. When weighed against those who hadn’t yet entered his life, Ariana’s significance to
him was unparalleled.
Theodore averted his gaze, instructing the driver to proceed towards Ariana’s apartment complex. He ascended the stairs alone,
choosing to wait within the confines of her apartment for her return.
However, as time trickled away without a trace of her, anxiety crept into Theodore’s mind, compelling him to dial her number
once again.
The phone was still switched off.
In an instant, Theodore was consumed by restlessness and worry. But then he considered that perhaps Ariana, still bristling with
anger, had effectively blacklisted him.
The mere thought of this elicited another painful throb in his head, causing his surroundings to blur.
Theodore fumbled in his pocket and retrieved two pills, but upon tasting them, he instantly realized something was amiss. They
tasted akin to vitamin tablets.
His suspicion instantly landed on Ariana. Who else had the audacity and access to meddle with his medication?
He clutched the pill bottle in a firm grip, yet no anger surged within him.
He recognized that Ariana had likely replaced the medication out of concern for its potential side effects. She held him dear,
keeping him close to her heart.
Theodore held onto the pill bottle, his gaze affixed to the vacant room. His longing and anxiety amplified in that moment. An
abrupt thought crossed his mind-would Ariana return if he suffered a seizure and ended up in the hospital?
With this thought in mind, he loosened his hold on the pill bottle and allowed himself to sink to the floor, the throbbing pain in his
head intensifying until his consciousness spiraled into darkness.
Seconds after Theodore lost consciousness, his phone began ringing incessantly.
Simultaneously, in a shadowy basement, two masked abductors cursed in impatience. “Damn it! Why isn’t he picking up?
Doesn’t he care about her life?”
Frustrated with their futile attempts, the two continued to vent their vexation. At their feet, bound and unconscious, lay Ariana.
Horace, gripped by unease when he couldn’t reach Theodore via call, scoured the city. His search ended at Ariana’s apartment
where he found Theodore. Theodore, as pale as a ghost, was unconscious. Fear ran through Horace. He hurriedly rushed
Theodore to the hospital.
In the hospital, Horace sat tense, anticipating the unknown.