Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 159

On Friday afternoon, the hospital was busier than usual.

After Everleigh was done with her work, she looked at the time and thought, "Oh no!"

The elementary school dismissed early that day, so it was a little too late for her to pick up the children at this time.

"Culver, bring the doctor's orders for patient 7 to the nurse. I'm off work now."

"Yes, Dr. Trevino."

Everleigh took her car key, quickly changed her clothes and left the hospital. She called the class teacher of the two children while driving out.

"Sorry, Miss White, I got off work late today. I may not be able to pick up the children in time. Please tell them to wait for me in the security room for a while."

The line was silent for a while. "Weren't Alastair and Adrienne picked up by their father already?"

"Their father?" Everleigh was stunned for a moment.

Hadn't Christopher gone to the countryside? "Yes, they were picked up on time half an hour ago." Agnes smiled. "It's my first time seeing your partner. Alastair looks very much like him."

Upon hearing this, Everleigh came back to her senses, and she replied reluctantly, "I'm sorry. We might have some miscommunication. I'm sorry to disturb you, Miss White."

"Not at all."

Agnes' words, "Alastair looks very much like him very much," made it obvious that she was not talking about Christopher.

Although Christopher had picked the children up before, when he blinked his beautiful eyes at the school gate, no one would believe that he was the children's father. Also, in order to pick up girls, he had asked the children to address him as their brother?

Everleigh roughly knew who had picked up the children. When she was about to call Theodore and ask him, she saw the unread message on her phone. It was from him.

"I went out for business and picked up Alastair and Adrienne along the way. After you get off work, come straight over."

As expected.

Everleigh stared at the message for a few seconds, turned around at the intersection in front and drove towards Woodland Street.

As soon as the car stopped in front of Godfrey Mansion, children's laughter could be heard coming from the yard.

Adrienne was running around the yard with a water gun, followed by a golden retriever. Adrienne didn't even wear any shoes. She was barefooted on the grass, and her ponytail was shining under the sun.

Under the parasol in the yard were tables and chairs made of iron. Theodore was sitting on a chair, flipping through a business magazine in his hand. His gaze was not on the book, but on the figure in the field. There was a faint smile on his face. When he heard the sound of the engine, he turned around and saw Everleigh walk in.

"Mommy!" Adrienne took the water gun and shot at Everleigh. Her smile was so bright and radiant, as if it could smooth out all the hardships of time.

The range of the water gun was not far, so the water landed only two meters away from Everleigh's feet. Everleigh came to her senses and looked at the golden retriever, who was panting and rolling on the ground. She was stunned and asked, "Where did the dog come from?"

Theodore's voice came from under the parasol. "He's Leon's dog. He sent him over and asked me to take care of him for two days."

"Leon's?" As soon as Everleigh heard the name, she frowned, but she didn't say anything.

The golden retriever who had a strong body laid in front of Everleigh. Its golden fur sparkled in the sun and it looked very obedient. Everleigh kneeled down and patted its head. "So obedient. What's his name?"

"He doesn't have a name."

"No name?" Everleigh looked at Theodore in surprise.

"Yeah."

Thinking of the personality of the owner of this dog, Everleigh was not surprised.

Leon was the laziest and more unambitious wealthy heir than she had ever seen. When he was dating Cecil, they raised a turtle. It took a whole year for him to name the turtle "Idiot". It was better for it to not have a name at that rate.

"Then you are considered lucky," Everleigh patted the dog's head and said to herself.

Adrienne, who was carrying a water gun, ran over, kneeled down opposite Everleigh and said, "Mommy, he has a name. He's Ace.

Alastair named him."

Ace? Alastair named him?

"Ace!" While they were talking, Alastair came out of the villa with a bag of dog food in his hand.

The golden retriever who was lying by Everleigh's feet seemed to have heard some kind of command. It suddenly started writhing and ran excitedly towards Alastair.

Adrienne also ran over.

It was rare to see the two children so happy. Previously, when they were abroad, they envied their neighbor for rearing dogs. At that time, they would often run into other people's houses to play with the dogs.

Everleigh stood up and wiped the grass from her body. She straightened up and looked at the figure under the parasol. "Thank you for helping me to bring them over."

"It was on the way."

"In fact, it's fine if it's a bit late. If they were asked to wait in the security room, they won't run around."

Theodore glanced at her and asked in a calm tone, "Are you blaming me for meddling in other people's business?"

"I didn't mean that." Everleigh's eyes sank a little. "It's just that your wound hasn't completely healed. You'd better rest at home and not go out."

Saying this, Everleigh hesitated for a while and said, "By the way, how do you feel today? Is there anything wrong with the wound?"

"It's fine, but I touched it when I went out. I don't know if it has reopened."

"Why are you so careless?" Everleigh frowned, revealing a nervous expression. "Let me take a look." Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

She took two steps forward and suddenly remembered that they were outside. Her steps came to a halt, and she felt rather awkward.

The sun was about to set and the setting sun shone on the parasol and onto Theodore's shoulder. He didn't seem as cold as usual, probably because of the sound of the children playing around and the dog barking in the background. For some reason, the man in front of Everleigh seemed to have regained a bit of his usual otherworldly temperament.

Compared to the young and flawless president of the Godfrey Group reported in the news, he was more real.

Everleigh clenched the medicine box in her hand and was at a loss over what to do at the moment.

Theodore's gaze landed on her white pants. The bottom of her pants was soaked in water and were stained with green grass. The weather in early fall was still a little cold.

He put the magazine on the table, got up and said, "Come in and have a seat."

Everleigh came to her senses and said, "Oh, okay."

On the second floor of the building, Theodore took off his coat and unbuttoned his shirt with his back facing Everleigh. His shoulders were wide and strong. He didn't have a lot of muscles, but his silhouette was beautiful.

"Look. Has the wound reopened?" He spun around, revealing his bare chest to her.

Everleigh's eyes suddenly tightened and she subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Her mind was buzzing and she didn't know where to look.

"Let me see. Have a seat first." She finally found her voice and avoided his eyes. She lowered her head and took the things she needed from the medicine box. Her mind was in a mess and somehow she thought of the night in the hospital not long ago.

Theodore's gaze deepened when he saw the guilty look on Everleigh's face. He put his shirt on the sofa and walked up to her. "What are you looking for? I'll help you look for it."