Phoebe awkwardly patted his back. Theodore, sprawled on top of her like a big, spoiled dog, kept nuzzling her neck, making her chuckle.

“Get up. The doctor’s coming out,” Phoebe said, trying to push Theodore off, but he didn’t budge.

Theodore finally calmed down, got off her, and helped her up. They sat on the bench in silence.

In just ten minutes, the doctor had gone into the ICU twice to resuscitate, making Phoebe’s heart race.

After a while, Philip came out with his assistants. Phoebe quickly approached him, realizing Theodore hadn’t followed.

She didn’t have time to check on Theodore and asked Philip, “Mr. Murphy, how’s Taylor?”

Philip glanced at Theodore, who was sitting silently on the bench, and sighed. “I let Mr. Reynolds see Mrs. Reynolds, but not to upset her. It was close, but we saved her.” Phoebe sighed in relief. “That’s good!”

Philip continued, “Mrs. Reynolds was in critical condition, almost kept alive by medication. But now, her will to live seems strong. She should wake up tonight.” Phoebe’s eyes widened.

“Surprised, right?” Philip gave a bitter smile. “Mr. Reynolds’ method worked, but it tested our nerves.”

Phoebe didn’t know what Theodore had done, but it must have been something intense.

Thinking of Theodore’s sharp tongue, Phoebe felt a bit hopeless. “Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Murphy.”

After Philip and his team left, Phoebe walked over to Theodore. She was curious about what he had said but didn’t dare ask.

“Mr. Murphy said Taylor’s stable and might wake up tonight. Do you want to go home and rest? Ollie is still there.”

In today’s chaos, Phoebe had almost forgotten about Ollie.

Ollie had just arrived at the new home, and neither of them could go back. Who knows what kind of mess it would make? Theodore wiped his face, needing to calm down. “I’ll go back, feed Ollie, and come back. Call me if anything happens.” “Don’t worry. Nothing will happen. You should sleep before coming back,” Phoebe said, noticing his bloodshot eyes. Without a word, Theodore turned to leave.

Taylor woke up in the morning. After a series of examinations, she was moved to a private room. Phoebe had barely slept all night.

Following the nurse around, she finally had a moment to rest and realized it was already past seven.

The doctors and nurses had left. Taylor, with a bandage on her head and most tubes removed, still wore an oxygen mask, looking very weak. Phoebe stood by the bedside, looking down at Taylor, her heart aching.

Had she been aware that Taylor would lose the will to live, she wouldn’t have concealed the truth; instead, she would have revealed it gradually.

Phoebe could understand Taylor’s feelings. Taylor had been pampered for decades, living in a bubble, always believing that while all men might cheat, Brandon never would. But reality proved otherwise.

Taylor’s decades-long belief was shattered overnight, and reality hit her hard. She couldn’t accept it and lost the will to live.

The door opened behind Phoebe, and she turned to see Theodore entering. He was dressed in all black and looked mysterious and cold.

After a few hours of rest, Theodore seemed much more refreshed. He carried a delicate breakfast box.

He walked straight to Phoebe, handed her the breakfast, and said, “Phoebe, you’ve worked hard. Have something to eat and then rest.”

Phoebe took it but didn’t leave immediately. “Mom woke up once in the ICU this morning. The doctor did a full-body check and said her physical functions are gradually recovering. As long as she isn’t agitated, she should get better soon.” Phoebe emphasized the word “agitated.”

She had heard from the ICU nurse about the outrageous things Theodore had said to Taylor last night. Such words could resurrect the dead with sheer rage.

Fortunately, Horizon Wellness Hospital had the best doctors. Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble Theodore’s actions could have caused. Theodore nodded expressionlessly. “Got it. Eat, and I’ll have Lawton take you back to rest later. I fed Ollie, so you don’t have to worry about him.

“Okay!” Phoebe didn’t eat in the ward, fearing the food’s smell would make Taylor uncomfortable. She sat on a bench outside.

She was so exhausted that she wasn’t hungry at all, but she forced herself to eat something.

Just as Phoebe finished packing up the meal box, Lawton arrived to take her back to the Imperial Apartment. Phoebe stood at the ward door, looking through the small glass window to see Theodore standing by the bed. Phoebe didn’t go in to disturb him and left with Lawton.

Back at the Imperial Apartment, Phoebe had just opened the door when she heard Ollie meowing. She changed into slippers and went in, seeing that Theodore had locked Ollie in the cat house.

She walked over, squatted in front of the cat house, and Ollie meowed at her angrily.

Phoebe opened the door and took Ollie out. Ollie affectionately rubbed against her hand, making Phoebe’s heart melt.

She carried Ollie to the sofa and sat down. Hearing it meow continuously, seemingly uneasy, she said, “Theodore was in a bad mood yesterday; that’s why he locked you up. Don’t be mad at him, okay?” Ollie replied, “Meow meow.”

“You’re so understanding. I’ll hold you,” Phoebe said, lying on the sofa with Ollie in her arms. Listening to its low purring, she soon fell into a deep sleep.

She was so tired that this sleep was almost unconscious. At first, Ollie quietly nestled in her arms, but soon it lifted its head.

Seeing Phoebe sleeping with her eyes closed, Ollie sniffed her, seemingly checking if she was breathing, then obediently lay back down. After a while, as Phoebe fell into a deeper sleep, her arm holding Ollie slid down weakly, hanging off the side of the sofa.

This startled Ollie, making it jump up and start pacing on Phoebe, but she didn’t react at all.

Could Phoebe have suddenly died?

Ollie climbed onto the back of the sofa, carefully observing Phoebe. It crouched there for a while, then suddenly leaped onto Phoebe’s head.

Phoebe was jolted awake from her deep sleep, sitting up straight with her heart pounding.

She looked back and saw Ollie, who had caused the commotion, curled up in the corner of the sofa. She sighed helplessly. “I’m fine. Don’t be scared. I’ll go sleep in the bedroom.”

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