Deep Love Hidden From Him

"Did I say that you could leave?"

Theodore stared at Everleigh coldly and continued, "I'm not running a charity. I'm a businessman, therefore you'll exchange my favor with something of the same value." Everleigh felt like she was suffocating. It took her a long time to find her voice. "What do you mean?"

Theodore's gaze fell on the badge on her chest as he mocked her, "Well, a high and mighty doctor like you would not pour a glass of water for a patient, right?" Everleigh was taken aback but she snapped back to her senses swiftly. "I'll pour you a glass of water."

There was a water dispenser in the room. She got back to him soon with a glass of water. "It's warm. I've tested the temperature, you can just drink it."

Theodore frowned at her.

"Don't get me wrong. I placed the back of my hand on the glass."

Everleigh regretted it after she spoke. Theodore did not even say anything but she explained it without thinking. She felt like she had underestimated him and overdid it.

Theodore did not take the glass of water. On the contrary, he left her standing there.

"You're really considerate with your patients. No wonder he won't let you go."

Everleigh's heart skipped a beat. She could hear the sarcasm in his voice and her heart sank. "It's normal for doctors to come across all types of patients. I'll put the glass of water here. Drink it while it's warm." She placed the glass of water on the bedside table. Before she could turn around, there was a sharp pain on her wrist. Theodore tugged her and she fell on the bed.

"Ah!"

She cried and a figure pinned her on the bed.

She came to her senses and Theodore's face was right in front of her. It had been seven years but his distinct features stayed the same. Yet, the rage was visible in his eyes. He hissed, "Everleigh, I haven't seen you for seven years. Well, I can see you've changed a lot. Any man will do, huh? What's the matter? Do you not have enough money after being kicked out by the Trevino family?"

His sarcastic voice pierced her ears. As expected, the person she loved knew how to rub salt to her wounds.

Everleigh struggled to break free but he gripped her even tighter. She turned red from anger and shouted, "Let me go."

"You're angry?" Theodore snorted. He reached out his fingers to brush her forehead. He seemed to be reminiscing the time he spent with her.

However, in the end, he pinched her chin mercilessly.

"Ow!" There was a sharp pain from her chin and Everleigh scowled from it.

"Don't think so highly of yourself. Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. No wonder I've been feeling horrible recently. Even breathing the same air as you make me sick."

Theodore's remarks were like a hammer. He was striking the most vulnerable part of her heart.

Everleigh clenched the bedsheets under her. She endured the pain and forced herself to stay composed. She replied indifferently, "Well, if you're not interested, then what are you doing now, Mr. Godfrey? Don't forget, you're getting married next month. If someone sees us like this, they might misunderstand things..."

Theodore's face darkened when Everleigh stayed calm.

After seven years, she did not even feel guilty for leaving. She acted so confidently as if nothing happened.

At the thought of that, Theodore felt something burning in his chest. He tightened his grip on her and sneered. "Seven years ago, you didn't care about your reputation when you eloped with someone else, right?"

Everleigh did not know what to say.