Chapter 460
Just then, Theodore returned. Seeing his father on the ground after coughing up blood, he rushed forward.
Carson was quickly moved to a hospital room. He had late-stage stomach cancer and had refused all treatment, preparing to accept death peacefully.
It was only then that Theodore learned of Carson’s condition, and he couldn’t accept
it.
“He has stomach cancer, and he never told me p>
He thought of their recent arguments, his resentment toward his father, and the years of coldness between them. Now, all he felt was regret.
For the next few days, Theodore had to care for both Mrs. Stapleton and Carson at the hospital. Penelope couldn’t help, so the only thing she could do was try not to cause him any more trouble.
One evening, Michael called her unexpectedly. Theodore had been in a car accident.
“What? Is it serious?” Penelope asked, hastily throwing on her clothes and heading out the door.
“He’s physically fine, but his state of mind is worrying me, so I called you. You should come see him p>
The accident happened at a T-junction. It wasn’t in the city, so traffic was light, but a collision still occurred. When Penelope arrived, she realized the road led to the cemetery in the western suburbs where Lorraine was buried.
But why would Theodore be heading to the cemetery so late at night?
The cars had been pulled to the side of the road, and the police were handling the
scene.
When Michael saw Penelope get out of her car, he hurried over and pointed to a dark area beyond the reach of the streetlights, where the faint glow of a cigarette ember flickered.
“He’s over there,” Michael said with a sigh.
Penelope nodded and glanced at the driver of the other car. Thankfully, he wasn’t hurt, but he was furious.
“What’s wrong with him? I had my turn signal on, and he still tried to overtake me! You have to test him; I think he’s drunk p>
“We already tested him. He hasn’t been drinking,” a police officer replied.
Penelope sighed softly and walked toward the glowing ember. As she got closer, she could make out his silhouette and feel the volatile, almost violent, energy radiating from him, even though she couldn’t see his face.
He was smoking furiously, taking one drag after another, so fast that he choked on the smoke but kept going.
When she drew near, he must have sensed it was her, because he quickly threw the cigarette to the ground and stamped it out.
“Are you hurt?” she asked with concern, stepping in front of him.
He turned his head away. “I’m fine p>
As he spoke, his eyes were wild and his breathing was ragged.
61. She
took another step toward him he instinctively took a step back
“Michael told you? What’s wrong with him? Why did he call you over p>
“Theodore, did something happen p>
“No! Don’t jump to conclusions p>
“You can tell me p>
“I said nothing happened!” he yelled.
Penelope froze. Theodore had never been so sharp with her, and she didn’t know how to react.
“I’m sorry p>
He irritably pulled out another cigarette. Just as he was about to light it, Penelope snatched it from his lips.
“Something definitely happened. Tell me,” she said, her tone firm.
He was silent for a long moment in the darkness before finally letting out a short, harsh laugh.
“My grandfather visited my dad at
the hospital today. I overheard their conversation and found out
hypnotized once p>
Penelope was shocked. He knew.
“And then it was like a locked box in my mind suddenly burst open, and all these memories came flooding remember now. I remember.. everything p>
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