Chapter 242

Theodore clutched the pillow beneath him, his brows furrowing. "Why are you here?"

At first, he thought he was imagining things. How could Anthony’s hands feel like a woman's? It all felt surreal, as though the pain had triggered hallucinations.

Sensing the woman behind him wasn't responding, Theodore let out a wry smile. Of course, it was just his imagination. There was no way she would be here; she was probably with Sebastian right now.

Realizing it was a hallucination, Theodore stopped talking.

Just as the person behind him finished applying the medicine, a woman's voice broke the silence.

"All done. Let me wrap your wounds with some gauze. Sit up for a moment."

Theodore froze, enduring the pain as he quickly sat up and turned to see the woman behind him.

Rosalie was wearing a light yellow dress, her hair styled in a bun—she looked very sweet and innocent. If she went to a high school, people might mistake her for a student.

Theodore was stunned. "Why are you here?"

"I..."