Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 129

Theodore and Mrs. Godfrey were only separated by the sofa, with less than half a meter between them. With his cold eyes exuding intimidating gaze, he said. "I don't want to see what happened yesterday repeat again. Don't touch her or else, everything you've hoped for will remain just that - a dream."

"Slap!"

As soon as he finished his words, a loud slap echoed in the room.

"Was this what I taught you?" Mrs. Godfrey's voice was sharp and piercing, mixed with the echo of the slap. "It's just a woman. Is she worth your trouble?"

Theodore did not even flinch. A faint red mark appeared on his left cheek. His eyes appeared more hostile. He glared at Madison, who stood in front of him, completely silent. "Have you had enough?"

"You..." Mrs. Godfrey's shoulders trembled and her raised hand was still suspended mid-air. She stared at her son in front of her and for the first time, a fit of uncontrollable anger emerged.

"Don't touch her." Theodore repeated himself; his voice was even colder and more intimidating than before. "You were not the one who handed me Godfrey Group. I'm a Godfrey, but you're not."

That one simple sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

If she wasn't on the sofa, Mrs. Godfrey would have fainted there and then. She had been arrogant most of her life and looked at everyone from her high horse. This included her husband, who was the former president of Godfrey Group who ran away with another woman, and her own son, who was so indifferent to her.

Mrs. Godfrey looked at Theodore in disbelief and her voice trembled with anger. "What did you just say? Say it again!"

"I think you heard me clear enough."

Theodore glanced at Mrs. Godfrey. His stoic expression did not change the entire time. "I have to rush back for a meeting. I'm leaving." "The-Theodore, stop right there! You..."

He was silent and turned away.

When he was leaving, Theodore walked to the door and glanced at George, who saw him out.

"My mother is old. She doesn't know better. You should be her voice of reason, George."

George's face turned pale and his forehead was sweating. He did not dare to answer Theodore.

The black car drove away, leaving a trail of fallen leaves in front of the villa.

"Crash!" A loud noise came from the living room of the villa. George was startled by it. It was immediately followed by the sound of broken porcelain.

"Why are you cleaning? Get the h*ll out of here!"

The next day was a weekend. Yvonne called Everleigh the day before to invite her to go on a hike with her.

Mount Elephant was a tourist area and there were many tourists who were hiking.

Everleigh was drenched in sweat after climbing halfway up the mountain.

"Would you like to rest?" Yvonne, dressed in white casual clothes and who was looking very energetic, pointed to the gazebo halfway up the mountain, "There is a gazebo over there."

Everleigh nodded with her hands on her knees; she was so tired that she could barely stand straight.

As doctors, they rarely exercised. They had irregular meals and their schedules were all over the place. Hiking up a mountain was a lot for Everleigh to bear.

After they sat in the gazebo, Yvonne opened a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her. "Drink some water and rest for a while."

"Thank you."

"Are you okay?"

Everleigh drank some water and reluctantly nodded, "I'm okay. I should be able to reach the top but I'm afraid I will hold you back."

"Haha." Yvonne guffawed. "It's okay. I know that you, as doctors, don't have the time to exercise unlike me, who usually does nothing but run around."

"It's good for your health. It's a good habit."

"You also need to exercise more." Yvonne moved her hands and said, "You won't feel good when you keep everything to yourself for too long. If you don't want to feel suffocated, you should take a walk."

Everleigh was stunned. She raised her head and looked at Yvonne's face.

Yvonne was extremely beautiful. She had great facial features and a beautiful complexion; she was the golden standard of beauty. Her eyes glistened when she smiled. Her fine lines showed how well she was aging. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

What would someone this beautiful look like twenty years ago?

"Are you ready?" Yvonne turned around and asked her. When she turned her head, her ponytail was neatly thrown to the other side of her shoulder.

Everleigh came to her senses and said, "Yes, let's go."

Yvonne was rumored to have reached her position in life because she was a mistress. However, Everleigh knew better to not completely believe in the rumor. Wilson and Mrs. Godfrey had divorced 20 years ago. It was not an easy matter to look into. Furthermore, it had nothing to do with what she was going to look into, so she didn't think too much about it.

Yvonne slowed her pace down to accommodate Everleigh on the second leg of their journey. Everleigh was also able to catch her breath and chatted whenever she could.

"Miss Miller, I thought you asked me out today to get to know Hansen."

"There's no hurry. By the way, you don't need to call me Miss Miller. I am only a few years older than you. If you don't mind, you can call me Yvonne."

Everleigh smiled and said, "Okay."

"Hansen caught a cold these few days and he does not want to meet anyone. I'll arrange for it when things get better."

"It's not serious, is it?"

"It's not serious but his immune system is very weak. Some time ago, Loraine secretly took him out. As a result, he got caught in the rain and came back with a fever."

Most of the children with congenital heart diseases were taken extra care of by their families like porcelain dolls. How could they be brought out? Not to mention, Loraine was a reckless child who couldn't even take care of herself.

Everleigh's heart skipped a beat when she heard what Yvonne said.

Yvonne realized how worried she was and comforted her. "It's okay. Although he is not physically well, he can't be staying home every day. Loraine took him out with supervision."

Everleigh was stunned. "So, you're okay with it?"

"That's right."

"Then why didn't you let them go out with open consent?"

"What's the point?"

Yvonne blinked at her. Although she was in her forties, she was still as witty as a young girl. "A lot of things are useless without restrictions. Which do you think would be more fun for them? If I was to allow them to go out, or Loraine racking her brains and secretly taking Hansen out without telling me?"

The remark initially sounded like utter nonsense but made sense after giving it some thought.

Everleigh started to admire her even more.

"We're almost there, give it your best." Yvonne pointed at the top of the mountain. "We'll arrive after passing the slope. There is an old lady who opened a stall beside the church at the top-selling desserts. Hansen and Loraine like it very much. I'll treat you to some when we get there."

Everleigh smiled and said, "Okay."

Right then, it was livelier than usual at the top of Mount Elephant. In front of the church was a movie set arranged by the crew and the tracks for the camera were also laid out.

Selena lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped out from the entrance of the church. Her assistant followed her, holding a small fan in her hand to cool Selena down as she silently listened to her rants.

"How can they add another scene out of nowhere and come here to this godforsaken place to shoot it. It's so hot out here. Just because they were funding the movie, they could do anything they wanted?"

Her assistant, Crystal, listened silently to her rants and went along with her from time to time, comforting her.

"Selena, sit and rest. I'm guessing it will take a while for the crew to set up."

Selena sat on a chair under the parasol, with a big fan blowing next to her. Crystal put away the small fan in her hand and handed her a glass of water.

Selena waved her hand to indicate that she did not want to drink. When she looked up, she saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the church.

Everleigh?