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Theodore's Regret 79. The False Accusations
Theodore's Pov I dialed Alina’s extension but she didn't answer. Strange. The surprise I planned for her was finally complete and I couldn't wait a second longer for her to see it. Deep down, I was dying with anxiousness and curiosity as to what she would think about it. Would she think I am crazy? Well, I couldn't deny that. Maybe I should go and get her myself. I walked out of my office and made my way to Alina’s, only to not find her sitting in her chair. That made me scowl. I saw her laptop switched on which means it wasn't long before she left. Otherwise she would have closed it. She must have gone to the restroom. Now I could just wait patiently for her in my office or I could go and search for her. Being the impatient ass I am, I chose the second option. Walking out of her office, I made a beeline to Jenna, the only receptionist and a sweet lady of not more than forty years on my floor. “Where's Ali— I mean where's Stacy?” “She left for the 12th floor urgently. I don't know
Theodore's Regret 80. Congratulations
THEODORE'S POV Alina didn't argue once when I dragged her to me office room. Infact, she stayed silent the whole time. Now that was something I was worried about. She seemed number, almost lost in her own thoughts that she didn't respond to anything. Like anything at all. Not when I made her sit on my chair in the office, not when I poured her a glass of water. Sure she took it from my hand, but made no move of drinking it. Observing her silently, I took the glass from her hand and kneeled down before her to get to her height. Tilting her chin towards me, I raised the glass to her lips before she finally parted them and I made her drink some of the water. She took a deep breath before moving back. “See, what happened. I told you it was fine if I could just come to the office on my own,” she spoke, lost in a trance. “Alina, I'm not afraid of telling them what you mean to me. I'm not afraid to own you in front of anyone, to claim that yes you are the love of my life and yes I'll
Theodore's Regret 81. Mistake
Alina's Pov “I still don't get it,” I responded even though I knew where this was going. But my mind really wanted to believe it was not what I was thinking it was. Theodore sighed before stepping closer to take the file away from my hands and keeping it on the desk before taking my hands in his. Honestly I was blown away when I stepped into the building because it really was perfect. The interior, the furniture, the plan, everything about it screamed perfection. One would die to have an office place like this but then again, I didn't want to disappoint myself after getting my hopes high. “Alina,” Theodore started and got my attention back. “I can't go back in time and reverse everything that I did. No matter how much I wish I could, I can't. But this is another way I came up with to make things right between us. I know what I did was probably the biggest regret of my life. But I need to make things right. And I can start that by giving you something that you have always wished fo
Theodore's Regret 82. Running Away
Alina's Pov I sprinted down the pristine hallway, my footsteps echoing against the marble floors of the otherwise silent office building. The modern glass walls and sleek metal fixtures, so sterile and orderly, contrasted starkly with the chaos roiling inside me. My heart pounded not just from exertion but from the memory of that kiss—Theodore's lips on mine, hot and demanding, pushing me toward a pleasure I couldn't afford. Not from him. "Alina, wait!" His voice, deep and insistent, reverberated through the empty space, slicing through the stillness. I didn't dare look back. I couldn't face him, not after what had almost happened. My cheeks burned with the memory, my body still humming with the remnants of our encounter. I veered around a corner, the conference rooms blurring in my peripheral vision. The office's beauty, its floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing a panoramic city view, felt like a cruel mockery. It had seen everything—the way his gaze softened before he kissed me,
Theodore's Regret 83. Monthly Trouble
Alina's Pov The grip of Theodore's hand on my arm was unyielding as he pulled me towards his car. I wanted to protest, but the set determination in his eyes told me it would be futile. Reluctantly, I got into the passenger seat, and the car door closed with a decisive thud. As Theodore started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, a heavy silence descended upon us.Neither of us said a word. I stared out the window, watching the city blur past, my mind racing with a mix of anger and confusion. What had just happened? I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, but his expression was unreadable, his focus entirely on the road ahead.The drive seemed to stretch on endlessly, the tension between us palpable. By the time we reached the office building, I felt like a tightly wound spring, ready to snap. As soon as the car stopped, I unbuckled my seatbelt and practically leapt out, not even bothering to wait for Theodore. I had to prep the meeting room, and that was all I could foc
Theodore's Regret 84. Taking Care
Alina's Pov Theodore shook his head, his expression gentle. "It's alright. Don't worry." His calm, reassuring tone helped soothe my panic. Theodore moved to a nearby cabinet, pulling out a large folder. He handed it to me, along with his jacket. "Here, use this to cover up." I gratefully took the items and used the jacket to cover the stain, then stood up, the folder clutched tightly in my hands. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice barely audible. He nodded. "Let's get you out of here." We walked out together, Theodore following behind me, shielding me from any lingering eyes. Once in the hallway, he guided me to a side corridor and then led me up to his office until we reached the bathroom that I had never really seen before. "You should go in," he said, his voice still low and kind. "I’ll be back in a minute." I nodded, overwhelmed by his understanding. "Thank you, Theodore. I really appreciate it." He gave me a small, encouraging smile. "It's no problem, Alina. Take
Theodore's Regret 85. No More Insecurities
Alina's Pov Theodore burst through the front door with me still in his arms, his movements urgent yet careful. "Martha!" he called out, his voice echoing through the hallway as he headed towards my room. "Prepare a hot water bag for Alina. Now!"Martha hurried from the kitchen, her expression shifting to concern the moment she saw me. "Right away, Mr. Maxwell," she responded, disappearing quickly to fulfill his request.Before we could reach the bedroom, Asher came running out of his room, his face lighting up with excitement. "Daddy! Mummy! You're back!" His joy turned to worry as he took in the sight of Theodore carrying me, my face contorted in pain."Daddy? What happened to mummy?" he asked, his voice small and anxious.Theodore slowed down, crouching slightly to meet Asher's eyes. "Don’t worry, Asher. Mummy is just not feeling well. I will take care of her, okay? Till then, go and play with your toys."Asher nodded skeptically, his little face still full of concern. "She will be
Theodore's Regret 86. The Breakfast Table
Alina's Pov “How are you feeling now?” Theodore asked, joining Asher and me at the breakfast table. It was my fourth day of the cycle, so the pain had thankfully subsided. After the first agonizing day, the weekend had arrived just in time to save my sanity. I dreaded to think how cranky I would have been if I’d had to work through it.Asher was perched on my lap, eagerly accepting bites of fruit I fed him. “I'm alright,” I replied, trying to sound as normal as possible.Theodore didn’t respond immediately, prompting me to look up and face him. His intense gaze, fixed on me and Asher, made my stomach flutter with unease. There was a strange mix of desperation and regret in his eyes. He seemed lost in his thoughts, watching the way I fed Asher. When he realized I was observing him, he quickly cleared his throat and coughed awkwardly.“That's good to hear,” he finally said.“Morning, Daddy!” Asher chirped, his mouth full of a large chunk of apple.“Morning, buddy. Did you sleep well la
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