Theodore's Regret のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

THEODORE'S POV“Tell Fabio to postpone my meetings until tomorrow. I need to do some site visits today,” I told Anders while leaving the house. “Yes Mr. Maxwell,” I had not gone to the office today. I didn't feel like it. Again, a first for me, but then, a lot of things have been a first after her. I had to take care of the site visit Mr. Summers had placed on my shoulders. I need to wrap it as soon as possible before going to the office today. The location he had sent me for the next project seemed a little off. I mean it was very far from the city area. But then, he explained it had potential in the future. And who was I to say anything when the client wants it. The client gets what he wants. Therefore, I was off with Anders in the driving seat. As I sat back in the car, she crossed my mind. Again. Everytime my thoughts are empty, she seeps into them. Where would she be right now? Had she eaten? Was she in some kind of problem? Did she have enough financial resources? My mood dimm

ALINA'S POVThe silence in the car was so deafening, I could hear it screaming in my ears. “I would need your address, Miss Alina,” Anders finally broke the ice. Maybe it was my imagination, but I felt Theodore go a little stiff at the mention of that. Why? Nonetheless, he didn't stop digging holes into my head with his gaze. Dear God, I had only ever asked for one thing. To not let me ever be discovered by Theodore Maxwell again. Yet you did it. Why? What did I even do to deserve this? “I'll show you the way. Take the upcoming left from here,” Anders nodded. Yes, obviously I wasn't going to tell them my real address. I can't take the chance of him finding out about Asher. But where the hell was I going to go? I was guiding them in the opposite direction of Thea's house. Maybe I should just stop by a nearby building. And step out of his car. Soon. My eyes were on the road in search of a building I could make my temporary house for the show. I was so concentrated on the road, I almost

ALINA'S POVTrue to my words, I did take the day off. Because I desperately needed some quality time with my baby. So we decided to make some pancakes. Since my boy loves it. And he wanted to help. So who was I to deny that. Thea was already off to work and Elliot was busy with some shoot. Which left the two of us alone. “What else should I do mommy?” He asked after opening a the container of sugar. He was just sitting on the kitchen slab as I mixed the battar, feeling left out, he scolded me that I wasn't giving him work to help me out. Which is why I handed him a few bottle containers to open up.“That's it buddy. You've been a very good chef. I'm so proud of you,” I encouraged my boy. “But you did not even let me cook, Mama,” he complained with a pout on his lips and I immediately kissed it away. “You don't have to worry about cooking honey when mama is here with you.” “Oki,” he smiled, showing me his pearl teeth. Once the pancakes were ready, I piled them up on a plate and dri

THEODORE'S POV I kept calling her. Since last night I had been trying to reach her but she didn't answer. Everytime it went to voicemail. So the first thing I decided to do int he morning was visit her cafe. But unfortunately she wasn't there. “She didn't come in today,” her manager said, which had me churning in worry. “Why? Is everything alright?” I asked, squinting my eyes in worry. Obviously the poor old lady was intimidated and felt obligated to answer me. Do I take advantage of my hard exterior and intimidating looks? All the time. Would I do it again to get answers from the old lady to find the love of my life? A hundred percent yes. “I'm not sure Mister. She might be sick or something.” That ignited a whole new level of concern in me. Fuck, she could be sick and in pain. And there might be no one to help her out. What if she needs anything? Medicine? Food? Or worse, what if she has to go to the doctor and doesn't have enough money for it. Not giving it a second thought, I

ALINA'S POV I hissed slightly as Theodore continued massaging my foot lightly. And I couldn't help but say, it did start to feel better. Although I didn't give him the satisfaction. “Is it better?” Not meeting his eyes, I got up from my place, black dots appearing in my vision by the sudden action, before I started moving for the door. But I didn't get a chance to move very far when I was pulled back and slammed into his hard chest, all the breath being punched out of my lungs. “What the hell?” I glared at him, standing my ground. “I said I'll drop you back home, Alina. Please,” I wasn't going to take any of this bullshit. I can't risk him being anywhere within a three mile radius of my son. “And I said that I can go back and I don't want you to drop me!” His lips thinned into a straight line before he bent down and hauled me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, making my whole world go upside down. “What the—Theodore!” I started punching his back but it was of no use. “Put