Chapter 64

The next morning, Theodore lay in a hospital bed. There were bruises on his face and bandages on his forehead, but he looked alert.

Yuvan sat on a chair next to the bed, peeling an apple for him.

"Mr. Spencer, it was a really close call. The car was damaged, but you came out relatively unscathed. It's a blessing in disguise. Please, never drive when you're tired again."

Last night, having heard a loud bang while on the phone with Theodore, Yuvan had been scared out of his wits.

Theodore shot a cold glance at the apple in Yuvan's hand, a trace of irritation in his eyes.

"Who told you to buy apples? Get rid of them!"

"Huh?" Yuvan paused in the midst of peeling an apple. "Then, what do you want to eat? I'll go get it."

Yuvan didn't understand why Theodore was suddenly upset. What was wrong with the apples?

Theodore coldly gazed at Yuvan. "Do I need to explain myself to you?"

"Oh, no. Of course not," Yuvan said, quickly picking up all the apples and taking them out of the room.