The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid

Theodore stood outside the ward, peering in through the small glass window, his heart pounding with relief. Bridget was still by Bella’s side. He had spent the entire night at the hospital, ensuring the nurses and doctors gave Bella the best care, but he had not gone in front of her.

That was part of his plan.

Theodore wanted to resolve the problems as quickly as possible. Once the issues were resolved, he would have a happy life with Bella. But for now, his focus was razor-sharp.

With a heavy exhale, he turned on his heel and marched down the hospital corridor, heading to Gary’s office. He barged into the cabin without even knocking on the door.

Papers rustled on the desk as Gary glanced up from the file before him, his brows knitting in confusion. "Theo! Is everything alright?" He was worried about Malcolm, assuming he was admitted to the hospital again. "How is Grandpa?"

Theodore waved the concern away, his movements terse. "He’s fine," he muttered, sinking into the chair across from Gary. "I’m not here about him. It’s about Bella."

"Bella?" Gary squinted at him curiously. "What’s the matter?"

Theodore let out a deep sigh, running a hand through his hair before launching into a brief explanation of Bella’s current condition. His tone was clipped, betraying the tension bubbling beneath the surface.

"I need you to check on her personally," he added in the end, his gaze pleading. "But she can’t know it was me who asked."

Gary’s frown deepened. "Why?" he asked, confusion lacing his words. "What exactly is going on between you two?"

Theodore didn’t want to share his problems with everyone. The less people knew, the better.

"We have some issues, and she doesn’t want to see me," Theodore murmured with his head bowed.