When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183

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Theodore stood by the staircase, laptop bag in hand, and could only watch helplessly as Troy swept Teresa into his arms and carried her

away.

?

The words of reproach he wanted to say just got stuck in his throat as soon as he saw how embarrassed Teresa looked, her face burning red; he could only swallow it back.

As Troy headed downstairs, he bumped into Yvonne, who had just come back.

Even with Teresa in his arms, Troy called out a greeting, “Yvonne.

Yvonne froze for a split second when she saw Troy, but quickly composed herself. Once she realized Teresa looked dazed in Troy’s arms, she blurted out, “Teresa, what’s wrong?“.

Troy strode straight for the door, barely slowing down as he replied, “She’s burning up. I’m taking her to the hospital.”

Yvonne hadn’t even had time to get her bearings before Troy was already gone, carrying Teresa out of the hall.

Theodore came downstairs at that moment. Spotting Yvonne, he called out urgently, “Come on, let’s go see what’s going on with her.”

Right now, nothing,mattered more than making sure Teresa was safe.

As for why Troy was even at the Sullivan Mansion–honestly, that wa

the last thing on anyone’s mind.

It was well past midnight when Teresa groggily opened her eyes, her mind still hazy and disoriented.

Above her was the blindingly white hospital ceiling, and the

scent of disinfectant immediately filled her nose.

She felt a sting on the back of her hand. Turning her head, she noticed she was hooked up to an

IV drip.

Just then, a gentle voice sounded beside her. “Teresa, you’re awake?”

It was Yvonne.

Teresa turned her head and saw Yvonne sitting at her right, while her own left hand was hooked up to an IV drip.

Teresa tried to speak, her voice barely audible. “Yvonne.”

Her voice was raspy and weak, and her eyes were rimmed red.

Yvonne leaned over and gently touched Teresa’s forehead to check her temperature, her voice soft and caring. “Looks like finally gone. Feeling any better now?”

Teresa forced out a small smile at Yvonne. “Yeah… a bit better.”

Once Teresa started to feel more clear–headed, Troy’s voice flashed unexpectedly through her mind.

She was pretty sure she’d seen Troy in her bedroom.

Thinking about Troy, Teresa suddenly blurted out, “Yvonne, where’s Troy?”

your fever’s

Yvonne was momentarily taken aback when Teresa asked about Troy, but she replied honestly, “He’s the one who brought you in. After you finished your tests and got hooked up to the IV, Theodore called him away.”

Teresa suddenly grew anxious. “Yvonne, I want to see him”

Since Troy was the one who brought her to the hospital, there was no doubt Theodore had already found out he’d been at the Sullivan Mansion.

And with her brother’s temper, he definitely wouldn’t have anything nice to say—he might even get physical,

Teresa couldn’t help worrying about Troy; that was exactly why she wanted to see him herself.

Yvonne gently wiped the sweat from Teresa’s check and spoke softly, “You’re still sick, so try not to push yourself. Just rest for now, okay?

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Your brother isn’t going to start anything with Troy.”

Teresa felt awful–her whole body ached, and her throat felt like it had been scraped raw. But after hearing Yvonne’s reassurance, she finally managed to relax a little inside.

Theodore might have a temper, but when it came to Yvonne, he always did as she said–no questions asked.

If Yvonne said he wouldn’t lay a hand on Troy, then that was as good as a guarantee.

Seeing her start to cry, Yvonne’s brows furrowed with worry as she asked, “What’s wrong?”

Teresa didn’t argue with Yvonne. She just nodded obediently and said, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

Troy stood by the bed in a dark tracksuit, his hair a mess on top of his head and his eyes crinkling with an easy, faint smile. He had a rare kind of looks–so handsome it turned fieads, with features so sharp and well–defined they almost didn’t seem real. Normally, he gave off that bad boy vibe, but the moment he smiled, it all vanished, replaced by a clear, refined charm that was almost gentle.

Troy slid into the chair beside her hospital bed, his long legs casually folded and his tracksuit contouring his athletic frame. He gazed at Teresa, and his usual laid–back vibe melted away, replaced by a rare sincerity. Softening his voice, he assured her, “Really, I’m okay. You don’t have to worry about me.”

Teresa didn’t push further. Once she was sure Troy hadn’t gotten hurt, she managed a faint, relieved smile, then said lightly. “You should

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head home. I’ll be fine here.”

She wanted him to head out because she was worried Theodore might lose his temper at him again.

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Troy had brought over a cup of water with a straw and gently positioned it by Teresa’s lips. “Besides, I’m not going anywhere—I’ll be right here with you tonight. Go ahead and take a sip, it’ll help make your throat feel better.”

Teresa didn’t take a sip. Instead, she frowned and asked, “Where’s Yvonne?”

Troy gently brushed a few loose strands of hair away from her face, his voice soft and reassuring. “They’ve already gone home.”

Teresa blinked in surprise, her confusion deepening. “Wait… why would they leave?”

Yvonne would never leave me here by myself, not with the way she is, Teresa thought, confusion flashing in her reddened eyes.

Troy caught the look and smiled, answering honestly, “Yvonne talked your brother into going home with her, so they both left.”

Teresa listened to Troy, not quite sure whether to believe him or not–but what was certain was that Yvonne really hadn’t come back to the room.

After mulling it over for a moment, Teresa let it go. She still felt miserable and honestly didn’t have the strength to ask any more questions.

Flu season was in full swing lately–Teresa had actually caught it from Yolanda. Thinking of that, she couldn’t help but worry Troy might be next.

Troy sat by her side the whole time, no mask or anything. Teresa felt both grateful and a little anxious about it. “Troy, maybe you should go home,” she said, concern clear in her hoarse voice. “If you stick around here, you’ll probably catch the flu from me.”

Troy just waved it off, grinning. “If I catch it, then that’s just fate. Besides, it’s way too late to worry about that now–you’re not getting rid of me so easily.”

That shut Teresa up for a moment.

Honestly, he was right–he’d been this close to her already, so if he was going to get sick, it would’ve happened anyway. There wasn’t much point stressing over it now.

When Teresa didn’t say anything, Troy grinned and leaned in closer, his tone playful. “Honestly, if I end up catching it too, then that just gives me the perfect excuse to move into your hospital room–I can take care of you, keep you company, and no one will be able to complain about it.”