When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228

The moment Theodore learned the truth, his entire body froze.

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Once he’d pulled himself together, he tried to step around Wendy and head toward the ward. “I’m going to check on her,” he said.

But Wendy blocked his way, her tone almost pleading. “Theodore, Teresa hasn’t slept in two days. She just finally managed to get some rest. Please, don’t wake her up. If she does, she’ll end up staying up the whole night again.”

Hearing this, Theodore stopped in his tracks.

He wanted to see his sister, but he couldn’t help feeling sorry for her.

Even though Wendy’s excuse didn’t really make sense, Theodore couldn’t take the risk. ‘But… what if she’s right?‘ he thought, anxiety gnawing inside him.

If his carelessness ended up waking his sister after she’d finally gotten some rest, he’d never forgive himself.

Noticing Theodore’s hesitation, Wendy quickly spoke up again. “The doctor said Teresa really needs lots of sleep to help her recover.”

Theodore bowed his head, replying in a muffled voice, “Yeah, let her sleep.”

Yvonne, still worried, blurted out, “I’ll just peek in on Teresa, just for a second.”

With that, she started walking toward the ward.

But after just one step, Theodore grabbed her arm.

Yvonne turned back and saw Theodore shaking his head at her.

She got the message right away.

She didn’t insist any further. Instead, she turned to Wendy and said softly, “I’ll come by tomorrow and bring Teresa something to eat. Theodore and I should go home now. If Teresa wakes up, please tell her: her brother and I are both really worried. No matter what happens, our whole family has her back–and she’s never alone.”

Wendy’s eyes reddened as she nodded. “Okay,” she managed.

Only after Yvonne and Theodore had left the maternity ward did Wendy return to Teresa’s room.

Teresa lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her eyes glistening with unshed tears she tried so hard not to let fall.

She’d overheard every word her brother and Yvonne said outside.

She was hurting so much inside–there was just so much sadness, she could barely breathe.

Wendy came over and sat next to her, gently dabbing away Teresa’s tears with a tissue. “Teresa, you heard all that, didn’t you?” she asked softly.

Teresa nodded. “Yeah,” she whispered.

Wendy’s voice trembled with concern. “Looks like we can’t hide it anymore.”

Teresa hesitated, then said, “Just tell Yvonne I went back to Joyacre Villa when she drops by tomorrow.”

Wendy wrinkled her brow. “You really don’t want to tell them?”

Teresa clenched her lips, her voice low. “Theodore’s got a short fuse. If he finds out I was bullied, he’ll go ballistic.”

Wendy let out a helpless sigh, nodding. “Alright, I’ll try my best tomorrow.”

After their talk, Wendy quietly fetched warm water and a towel, then sat down by Teresa’s side and softly wiped her down, making sure every movement was gentle.

With her body freshly cleaned. Teresa felt the ache in her body case just a little, a small comfort in the midst of everything.

About half an hour later, Teresa was half asleep when the sound of someone pushing open the ward door made her instantly tense.

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These past two days, every little noise at the door would send Teresa bolting awake–her nerves wound tight, ready for anything.

“Who’s there?” Teresa called out, her voice full of guarded vigilance.

Her wariness was obvious in every syllable, as if she expected trouble at any moment.

The room was pitch dark, and even with the faint moonlight seeping through the window, Teresa squinted but just couldn’t make out

who it was.

The figure didn’t utter a word, simply moved closer to the bed, step by step, enveloped in silence.

Feeling someone approaching, Teresa instinctively shrank back toward the corner of the bed.

But just then, a pair of warm, strong hands gripped her arm–cold from fear.

Troy sat down on the edge of the bed, unwilling to let go of Teresa’s hand. When he glanced down, all he could see was a haze–he couldn’t make out her expression in the darkness.

He leaned down, intense eyes locked onto the vague outline of Teresa’s face–even though he couldn’t really make her out in the darkness, the force of his presence was unmistakable. His voice was low, almost rough: “Are you sure about that?”

Feeling Troy’s overwhelming presence in the room, Wendy quickly spoke up to ease the tension. “Teresa, why don’t you talk with Mr. Hamilton for a bit? I’ll step out and be back in a while.”

Once Wendy was gone, a heavy silence settled over the room.

After what felt like an eternity, Troy finally broke the quiet, his voice low and tense. “Are you pregnant?”

Teresa struggled, trying to pull her hand back, but Troy only gripped her tighter, refusing to let go.

She couldn’t really make put Troy’s face in the shadows–just the outline of his jaw. Her tone chilled as she said, “Troy, I don’t owe you

Troy instantly realized something was wrong. He let go of her hand in a rush, his voice filled with worry. “What’s wrong?”

As the room flooded with light, Troy’s eyes immediately landed on the bruises covering Teresa’s body.

Her face, her arms, her neck–there were bruises of every shade and size, everywhere he could see.

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Troy froze, completely stunned, unable to say a word for what felt like forever.

Feeling uneasy under his stare, Teresa instinctively reached up with her bruised hand, trying to turn off the light.

But before her hand could reach the switch, Troy gently caught her wrist.

His fingers were trembling, and even his voice was unsteady as he demanded, “Tell me. Who did this to you?”

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Teresa turned her face away, refusing to look at him. Her voice was cold as ice. “It’s no one. And this has nothing to do with you.”

Troy couldn’t hold back any longer. He shot to his feet. “Then I’ll go ask Charles myself. I bet he knows.”

Before he could leave, Teresa blurted out, her voice desperate, “It was Roselyn and Stella.”

A subtle shiver ran through Troy when he heard those names.

His voice dropped, tight and nearly a whisper. “How long ago?”

Teresa’s nose tingled and her voice was choked with tears as she replied, “The night before last.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

Seeing her break down ripped Troy’s heart apart, but anger swirled in his chest at the same time. “If I hadn’t come today, would you have ever told me? Or were you planning to keep this secret from me forever?”

Teresa just bit her lip and didn’t say anything.

Seeing her stay silent, Troy’s patience snapped. He raised his voice sharply, “Teresa, answer me!”