Chapter 368

Theo began discussing business matters with Mason once he sat down. I grew sleepy from

listening to their discussion and stood up to walk into the kitchen.

When Miss Woods saw me walking in, she hurriedly said, "Young Mistress, you should get out

quickly.

Don't let the smells from here all cling to you."

"It’s alright," I said as I walked over to her and picked u p a bunch of spinach. "Miss Woods, I'm

afraid that Old Madam Grant's wish will never come true."

That sentence was enough to make tears well up in Miss Woods' eyes and make the grip on her

knife falter slightly. Although she did not know what had happened, she knew enough to know that

my child with Theo was gone.

Miss Woods sniffled and plastered a smile onto her face as she raised her head and said, "You’ve

worked hard all these years, and I'm sure Old Madam Grant has seen your efforts from Heaven.

She won't blame you."

"Yeah," I replied quietly, not saying anything else.

I walked out of the kitchen after waiting for Miss Woods to finish preparing supper.

Theo waved at me, and I walked over to sit down

beside him as I asked lightly, "What's up?"

"Tell us where you don't feel well so Mason can take a look there,” Theo said as he smiled.

I felt that he was just bored. "There aren’t any machines here. He wouldn't be able to determine

what illness I had, even if I let him know that."

That was enough to make Theo to feel like his concern was unnecessary. The expression on his

face turned ugly.

Mason rolled his eyes at him and sighed softly before saying, "She's right. You'll have to take her to

the hospital for a checkup when you have the time one day."

Seeing how the expression on Theo's face had just grown even uglier, I stood and said lightly, "Miss

Woods has prepared supper. Would you guys like to join?"

Mason had come over so late at night because he wanted to drop by and deliver some documents

to Theo. He had been busy since the afternoon and had not had any time to eat dinner. He only

realized how hungry he was when he smelt the aroma of the prepared dishes. Thus, he had no

problem staying for supper.

Theo walked over slowly once Mason and I had sat down in the dining room.

"Eat up." The look on his face was much gentler now.

I felt like he had become quite good at regulating his emotions now. Perhaps I had ingrained that

ability into him since he probably would have already died from an aneurysm I caused if he had not

learned how t o do that.

We ate in silence, and Mason asked me about Cecilia when Theo left halfway through supper to

answer a call.

I picked up a napkin to wipe my mouth and smiled a half-smile as I asked, "Why are you bringing

her up all of a sudden?"

"I can't get in touch with her." Mason sounded a little panicked as he said that. When he realized

that, he coughed lightly and said, in an attempt to cover up, "I have something I need to talk to her

about.”

Pursing my lips, I remained silent for a long while before saying, "I haven’t been able to get in touch

with her lately either."

"Ah..." Mason lowered his eyes, a slightly disappointed expression on his face. However, he soon

got his emotions back under control and said, "Please remember to let me know if she gets in touch

with you."

I nodded in agreement.

Theo saw Mason off when we finished supper, and he returned just as I was lying back down on the

bed in our bedroom. "Are you full?"

"Yes," I said coldly.

Theo sat on the bed and grabbed my hand. "How long will you be staying at Zimmer Corporations?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Forever."

"Return to the family company if you want to work," Theo said commandingly. "What do you think

you're doing, working for someone else?"