Chapter: 852
He had always kept this potion close at hand, bracing for the possibility of her sudden sickness. The fact that this hypothetical
situation had now manifested was both a shock and a heartrending reality.
Ariana battled a persistent nosebleed and a torrent of emotions. An intense urge to lash out welled up within her, but she
managed to suppress it, gripping Theodore’s hand as a lifeline.
Soon, she was shaking uncontrollably, her words morphing into a disordered mix of references to their children and desperate
pleas for help. Throughout this disorienting ordeal, one constant remained-her frequent calling out for Theodore.
“I’m here, I’m right here,” he murmured, cradling her close, his body echoing her tremors.
Even with Theodore’s soothing presence, a profound sadness consumed Ariana. In her distress, she bit her Lip hard enough to
draw blood and scratched her arms, leaving behind angry, red welts.
Alarmed, Theodore quickly caught her hand, placing a gentle kiss upon it to deter further self-inflicted harm.
Fortuitously, the healing potion worked its magic promptly, and Ariana finally found calm, cocooned in Theodore’s steadfast
reassurance, and drifted into a deep, restful sleep.
As he held her close, gently stroking her forehead and eyes, a cold sweat ran down his back. This harrowing episode served as
a harsh wake-up call for him.
Theodore resolved firmly that their unborn children would not be allowed to continue their growth-even if it meant Ariana would
resent him, he was prepared to bear the brunt of her anger.
Come morning, Ariana awoke refreshed. Her hand instinctively reached out, finding Theodore’s side of the bed empty.
With a sleepy yawn, she touched her lips, the memory of last night’s illness was fuzzy, but Theodore’s tender kiss lingered
clearly in her mind.
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A wave of worry washed over her as she laid a hand on her belly, contemplating the possible effects of her illness on the baby.
Shaking away these troubling thoughts, Ariana decided to look for Theodore. Despite an exhaustive search, he was nowhere to
be found.
At that moment, Judy entered the room and noticed Ariana’s perplexed expression. “Looking for Theodore?” she inquired with a
knowing smile.
Ariana nodded in confirmation.
“He stepped out, but he should be back soon. Why not take a moment to rest? I’ll prepare a breakfast for you.”
Used to Theodore’s early departures, Ariana didn’t question it further.
After a hearty breakfast, she felt rejuvenated and decided to spend some time tending to the garden flowers before catching up
on the latest news online.
The furor over the plagiarism accusations against The Missing Body had significantly cooled down, and the tide of public opinion
was slowly turning favorable. Heartened by this news, Ariana proceeded to peruse other articles.
However, as the hours rolled by, she began to feel a hint of restlessness creeping in and decided to retreat to her room to play
with her beloved collection of dolls and action figures. Ariana relocated a few dolls, including the sizable one she had brought
back the previous night, to her study.
While meticulously adjusting their placements, she accidentally triggered a hidden switch. Much to her surprise, a door that had
been cleverly camouflaged within the room’s design noiselessly swung open.
Ariana was astonished. She hadn’t anticipated to find a hidden room within the grandeur of the Anderson family mansion,
despite having resided there for quite some time.
A surge of trepidation and intrigue overtook her as she ventured a peek inside. The doorway opened to a room adorned with two
portraits on the opposite wall, one of Aimee and the other of Marley.
A crucifix was centrally placed, flanked by an array of ornate boxes, each embellished with a variety of gemstones. In the
corners, stacks of art paper caught her attention.
Ariana approached the boxes and sketches, attempting to decipher their significance.