Chapter 5 Great Storm!

Could it be that Theodore thought she was playing tricks and decided not to come home?

It was common for him to spend the night at the office. Even when he did come home, he would go straight to his studies to avoid running into her, knowing it would make her unhappy.

But he had said this morning that he'd be home.

Maybe he just had too much work today.

She decided to wait a little longer.

Aunt Miller watched Sigourney, who was already looking exhausted, sitting there with her chin in her hands, staring intently at the door.

"Madam, why don't you eat first?"

"No, I'll wait for him."

Even though she was so hungry she could faint, Sigourney forced herself to endure.

But why was he still not home?

Was he really not coming back?

No way. She just needed to wait a little longer.

A little bit of stomach growling was nothing.

Aunt Miller grew more worried.

Sigourney was already in poor health, and now she was skipping meals-this was not good.

After hesitating momentarily, she decided to take a bold step and call Theodore's secretary.

At the company, Theodore was still in a meeting, discussing a new project with his partners.

He was so focused that he had completely forgotten about coming home early.

Sutton Mark, Theodore's secretary, saw his boss's phone ringing.

It was Aunt Miller.

Why was she calling at this hour?

Sutton instinctively reached out to decline the call, planning to inform Theodore after the meeting.

But then the phone rang again.

And then a third time...

What if it was something important?

What if it had to do with Madam?

Taking a deep breath, Sutton bravely answered the call.

"Hello, Aunt Miller?"

"Please tell Mr. Wang-"

"I understand."

Sutton knocked on the conference room door and stepped inside.

The instant Theodore's cold gaze landed on him, Sutton broke out in a cold sweat.

"Secretary Mark, are you looking to lose your job?"

"Sir, it's just a small matter-"

Theodore frowned, put down the draft in his hand, and signalled to his business partners to wait a moment.

"Speak."

Sutton stepped forward and leaned in to whisper:

"Madam cooked dinner herself this afternoon and has been waiting for you. She hasn't eaten yet."

Theodore immediately stood up, his expression sharp and intense.

Sutton shuddered.

This was a hundred-million-dollar project, not some trivial matter.

And now it was being put on hold over something this small?

Sutton felt like he was about to get fired.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Theodore grabbed his coat, turned, and strode out of the room.

His partners looked on, stunned.

Before disappearing through the door, Theodore left behind a calm yet ruthless remark:

"Apologies. I'm unavailable today. We'll discuss the project another time."

...

By the time he arrived home, it was already 9 PM.

Theodore stepped out of the car, adjusted his tie, and walked slowly into the house.

Inside, it was silent.

Sigourney was nowhere to be seen. Maybe she had waited too long and gone to sleep already.

Just as he was about to head upstairs, Theodore suddenly changed direction-toward the kitchen.

The moment he stepped inside, he froze.

Sigourney had fallen asleep at the dining table while waiting for him.

Surrounding her were plates of food-all cold.

A warm sensation flashed through Theodore's chest.

He stood there watching her.

Tonight, she wasn't wearing any makeup, yet she was more beautiful than ever.

Silently, Theodore approached and gently draped his coat over her shoulders.

She stirred slightly, then opened her eyes.

The moment she looked up, she saw Theodore standing there, gazing at her. But his eyes weren't cold like usual. They were soft.

Flustered, she quickly stood up.

"Y-You're back! I'll go reheat the food right away!"

"No need to rush. I'll take a shower first."

"Ah... okay..."

Sigourney was nervous.

It was rare to see her like this. But her change was a good thing.

A few minutes later...

As she rearranged the dishes, she heard footsteps and turned around.

"The food is... r-ready-"

Her entire face turned bright red.

Standing before her was Theodore-fresh out of the shower, wearing only a bathrobe.

That was... way too inappropriate!

Sigourney felt her brain overheating.

Ever since returning to this life, she didn't know why-but every time she was near him, her heart wouldn't stop racing.

"Then let's eat."

Theodore ate calmly, his movements elegant and composed.

He looked up and saw Sigourney sitting there frozen.

"Why aren't you eating?"

"You go ahead. I'm not hungry."

Sigourney's stomach was hurting, but she still held back.

How was she supposed to eat naturally when he was sitting right across from her?

"You think your stomach growling is quiet?"

She immediately placed both hands over her stomach, looking away in embarrassment.

Theodore almost laughed out loud at her reaction.

"Besides, didn't you say you'd eat with me?"

Seeing that Sigourney was still sitting there motionless, Theodore began to feel impatient. It was already past 9 PM, yet she hadn't eaten anything-was she not hungry? Even though she had changed for the better, she was still as foolish as ever.

Theodore stood up, took her bowl, filled it with food, and placed it back down.

"Eat it all."

Sigourney reached for the chopsticks and pulled the bowl closer.

Only when he saw her start eating did Theodore return to his seat.

From time to time, Sigourney secretly stole glances at him. Even while eating, he looked so handsome-it was truly unreasonable.

She couldn't understand why, in her past life, she had insisted on divorcing him. Her nerves must have been completely tangled up to have blindly listened to Savannah's words.

Theodore put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Unconsciously, Sigourney also put down her chopsticks and reached for a napkin to wipe her mouth. He frowned.

"If you're still hungry, keep eating."