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Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter 155
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Chapter: 155

She flashed a bitter smile. It appeared that her position as Theodore’s wife would soon belong to

another.

That girl… It must be Helen.

Although she only managed to view her back, Ariana was certain it was Helen judging from the girl’s

long hair that reached all the way down to her waist. @

It appeared that Helen had been discharged from the hospital after the operation.

Thinking back on the intimate interaction between Helen and Theodore, she had no doubts that

Theodore had been by Helen’s side during her operation. Helen must be very important to him;

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otherwise, he wouldn’t have indulged her and tried his best to protect her. @

Ariana’s heart sank like an anchor being dropped into a bottomless ocean. How could she be so naive

and call him? It was ridiculous. Maybe he was happy in Helen’s company at the moment and no longer

had time to think of Ariana, let alone help her.

Maybe the matter regarding Josh had nothing to do with him.

*

Meanwhile, at the Anderson family’s residence, Theodore and Horace were talking in the study room.

Helen sat in the living room and swiped the phone screen.

Stubbornness and dissatisfaction swam in her round eyes. It wasn’t until she deleted the call log three

minutes earlier that she stopped frowning and started smiling.

Fortunately, Theodore left his phone. Otherwise, some bitch would’ve succeeded in contacting him.

Helen didn’t want other women contacting Theodore. @

Her face fell as she stared at the number appearing on the screen, hesitant on whether or not to

blacklist it. Besides, there was no caller ID. Biting on her index finger, Helen thought for a while before

deciding to blacklist the number.

Theodore couldn’t care less about who called him anyway.

When Helen was about to do so, Theodore happened to see her holding his phone and demanded

coldly, “What are you doing with my phone?”

Helen was startled but quickly calmed down before handing over the phone to him. “I saw it near the

sofa’s edge so I picked it.

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Theodore’s face softened. He took the phone and asked indifferently, “Did anyone call me?”

He casually swiped the screen of his mobile phone, without looking at Helen.

Despite having a guilty conscience, she was mentally strong. She flashed him an innocent smile. “No. I

found it just now.”

“Well, next time you see my phone, put it away. I don’t like others touching my things.” Theodore raised

his eyes before shooting her a faint smile, despite the smile being disingenuous.

“Okay, I know.” Her eyelashes fluttered as she spoke in a soft voice slightly tinged with fear.

Although Theodore didn’t blame her, Helen still felt uneasy.

“Theodore, are you mad at me?” Helen looked up tentatively, her voice soft.

Theodore placed his phone in his coat pocket and turned to her his face remaining calm. “I’m angry,”

he said, in a slightly reproachful tone. “I’m angry that you didn’t take better care of yourself. Now you’ve

failed the re-operation physical examination, and you can’t have the surgery as scheduled.”