I cast my eyes downward and replied indifferently, "I won’t die so easily."
At this very moment, I regretted very much joining this meal. Would it not be better if I had just stayed at home?
Why did I come out and suffer when it was winter...
Petra looked guilty. "I’m really sorry, Wanda. I didn't know that she'd do this. If I'd known earlier, I wouldn't have let her hurt you."
I let out a perfunctory smile at her, then looked at Theo. "Are you done with your discussion with Mr.
Louis?"
He nodded. "Let's go home now."
Munchkin had already fallen asleep in his arms. Even after taking a hot bath, I still felt a little cold. I wanted t o hold him but could only hold myself back.
The attendant brought a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup into the room and Petra quickly said, "You must have caught a cold, Wanda. Have some hot soup to warm yourself up."
As soon as she said that, Cindy, who had been standing on one side, rushed over and snatched the soup from the attendant, splashing it toward me.
I was caught off guard by her sudden action and had n o time to react at all. Fortunately, Theo stood in front o f me in time and the hot soup splashed on his back instead.
I looked up, staring dazedly at him. "Theo..."
His expression was terrifyingly sullen. Jerome walked over and said, "I'll carry the child."
After Theo placed the child in his arms, I grabbed his arm and said anxiously, "Take off your clothes. I'll see i f there are any burns.”
He turned around to look at Cindy with endless coldness in his eyes. Even though he did not say a word, the cold aura emanating from his body was enough to leave anyone shocked.
The attendant said with trepidation, "I'll get a change o f clothes for you, Mr. Grant.”
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