When She Turns Her Back (Teresa and Charles) novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227

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After making himself comfortable, Troy sprawled out in bed, shamelessly deciding to warm it up for Teresa–even if she hadn’t asked for it.

He figured that once she got back and finished her shower, she’d have a nice, cozy bed waiting to drift off in.

But Troy kept waiting and waiting, until he’d nearly finished an entire short series–and still, Teresa was nowhere to be seen.

Just as Troy was about to lose his patience, he suddenly heard Yvonne and Theodore’s voices chatting outside the room.

“Hey, you’re back,” Yvonne greeted as Theodore walked in.

“Yeah. Why aren’t you asleep yet?” Theodore asked.

“I was waiting for you–I wanted to talk about Teresa. I can’t shake the feeling something’s not quite right with her.”

“What’s up?” Theodore said.

Yvonne lowered her voice, “I called her tonight, asked her to come home for dinner, but she told me she was working late and couldn’t

make it. Then, after you suddenly said you had to work late too, I figured I’d just pack up the leftovers and bring them to her. But when I got to the hospital, she was nowhere to be seen. I even checked with the doctor on duty–he said Teresa doesn’t have night shifts until next week, and apparently she never showed up at the hospital at all today.”

Theodore frowned, looking puzzled. “Maybe she went over to Joyacre Villa to hang out with Yolanda?”

Yvonne shook her head. “Even if that’s true, there’s no reason for her to lie about it.”

Theodore’s frown grew deeper. “Let me try calling her.”

But when he dialed her number, her phone was already turned off.

Seeing this, Yvonne started to look worried. “You don’t think something happened to her, do you?”

Theodore looked worried. “Why don’t we head over to Joyacre Villa and see for ourselves?”

With that suggestion, the pair made their way downstairs together.

But just as they hit the stairs, Troy threw open Teresa’s bedroom door from the inside.

Yvonne and Theodore both instinctively turned at the sound of the door opening.

Seeing that it was Troy, Theodore paused and said, “What are you doing in here again?”

Troy strode over to Theodore, and before he could answer, Troy asked, “Wait, Theo, are you saying Teresa hasn’t come back home at all these past couple of days?”

Theodore just rolled his eyes at Troy, clearly not in the mood to talk.

Yvonne caught the awkward vibes, nudged Theodore, then said to Troy, “Yeah, Teresa’s basically been crashing at Joyacre Villa lately.”

Troy’s brows furrowed, disappointment flickering in his eyes before fading away. He let out a self–deprecating laugh. “Figures.”

Noticing how bummed Troy looked, Yvonne quickly explained, “But tonight was weird. I called her and she said she was working late. but when I swung by to drop off food, she wasn’t there–and she didn’t even have a shift today.”

Troy sensed that something wasn’t quite right. “Let’s head over to Joyacre Villa and have a look,” he suggested.

Before long, they pulled up at the entrance of Joyacre Villa

As soon as they stopped, Troy spotted a “family of three strolling leisurely down the path.

Charles and Naomi were each holding one of Yolanda’s hands, and every so often, Yolanda would use their arms to swing herself up off the ground.

She was having the time of her life, her cheerful laughter echoing through every corner.

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Troy couldn’t help but feel strangely pissed off, and Zane immediately came to mind.

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Yolanda was clearly the one at fault, but after Monica scolded her, everyone just acted like nothing had ever happened–as if it had all been swept under the rug.

But with Zane, those words were scars he’d have to carry forever, something that would always sting deep inside.

Troy stared at Charles’s back, his hands balling into fists before he even realized it.

He was always jealous of Charles–why did he get to have Teresa? Why did she treat him so differently?

Watching the wholesome family scene ahead, Troy couldn’t keep watching and ended up turning his head away.

But at that moment, Theodore snapped, “Disgusting.”

Troy glanced up and saw Theodore glaring in Charles’s direction–the insult was obviously aimed at him.

Seeing Troy and Theodore still sitting in the car, Yvonne spoke up, “I’ll go ask them.”

Just as Yvonne reached for the door, Troy’s phone buzzed with a few texts. He stopped her, saying, “Teresa, don’t bother–she’s not here.”

Theodore blurted out, “So, where did she go then?”

Yvonne looked completely baffled.

Troy paused, then let out a dry laugh. “She’s at the hospital.”

Yvonne, confused and worried, insisted, “But I already checked the hospital–she definitely wasn’t working a shift tonight.”

Troy explained, “Yvonne, she went there as a patient.”

Yvonne suddenly put it all together, remembering her call with Teresa earlier that day. “Oh, that explains why she kept dodging my questions and wouldn’t come home… She must really be hiding something from us. We need to go check on her.”

Troy turned away, staring out the window. His chest felt icy cold as he murmured, “Teresa went to the maternity ward.”

‘What would she be doing at the maternity ward? Is she getting prenatal care… or is she…‘

…having an abortion?‘

Yvonne went rigid, her whole body freezing up. “What?”

Troy said, “Theo, Yvonne, you guys go to the hospital. I… I’m not going.”

Theodore let out a cold, mocking laugh. “Heh, birds of a feather, aren’t you.”

With that, Theodore pushed open the car door and stepped out.

He then opened the back door and said to Yvonne, “Let’s go.”

Yvonne glanced over at Troy a couple of times, but when he didn’t react at all, she finally got out of the car.

After Theodore and Yvonne left, Troy punched the steering wheel, fury and frustration pouring into the blow.

He hit so hard his knuckles split open, leaving blood seeping from the skin.

He didn’t care at all—just sat there with his dark eyes fixed on the blood pooling in his palm.

Staring at it, tears suddenly welled up, rolling down his cheeks and splattering into the blood. The mixture splashed out, flecking red all

over

Right then, Troy’s head was a total mess. Nothing made sense anymore.

He couldn’t think straight anymore.

Then his phone buzzed–a message from one of his guys confirmed Teresa was at the hospital, but she’d been admitted to the maternity ward.

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