Chapter 303 Looking at Her and Theron

Chapter 303 Looking at Her and Theron

Daniel tugged at his tie and walked in.

"Scarlett, I'm not trying to control you. I just want to take care of you."

"We're nothing to each other now. I don't need Mr. Wilson's care."

Scarlett said coldly. She believed that only by not seeing him could she recover faster.

Daniel frowned, about to say something more, when the hospital room door was knocked and Sarah's voice came from behind.

"Scarlett, look who's here! Mr. Howard came to see you."

With Sarah's cheerful voice, she walked in with someone.

Following Sarah was a tall figure, it was Theron.

Perhaps because he was visiting a patient, he wasn't wearing his usual formal shirt. Under his dark blue striped suit was a simple white crew-neck casual shirt, slightly loose but still showing off his upright posture.

He was carrying a thermos, and as he followed Sarah in, his gaze fell on Scarlett.

Then his eyes were immediately drawn to what Scarlett was holding.

Divorce papers.

"Looks like I came at a bad time? Mr. Wilson, you don't mind, do you?"

Obviously, they had just gotten divorced. Theron paused slightly.

Daniel turned to look at Theron, his eyes cold.

Theron coming over now,his intentions were too obvious. Daniel wanted nothing more than to kick Theron right out.

But Daniel couldn't. Whether it was the favor Theron did by saving Scarlett at the critical moment last night, or Daniel's current status, he had no way to do that.

He and Scarlett were divorced. From now on, other men could even openly pursue her.
show her attention.

One day, might belong to another man.

Realizing this, Daniel, who had been relatively calm when he got the divorce papers, suddenly felt his heart surge like a tidal wave.

His handsome face grew darker as he said coldly, "Do you mind leaving?"
Sarah stepped forward, subtly positioning herself between Daniel and the bed, pushing Daniel aside.

"Mr. Howard, please have a seat. Talk to Scarlett. I'm sure she'd be happy to hear what you have to say."

As Sarah spoke, she helpfully moved a chair for Theron, placing it right by Scarlett's bed.

Feeling Daniel's cold gaze sweep over, Sarah wasn't scared at all. She rolled her eyes and continued.

"As for whether certain people mind or not, Mr. Howard doesn't need to listen or care. He's just a guest now, and an unwelcome one at that. What right does he have to mind?"

Sarah thought it would be great if Daniel left in anger.

However, not only did Daniel not leave in anger, he walked to the window and sat down on the sofa.

"I didn't get to thank you properly yesterday. Please sit." Scarlett ignored Daniel's staring eyes and smiled faintly at Theron.

Theron came forward and sat down, placing the thermos he brought on the table, saying gently.

"Grandma made this soup for you herself. Would you like some?"

"You're too late, she's not hungry..." Daniel said coldly.

But before Daniel could finish, Scarlett smiled and nodded at Theron.

"I must have scared Mrs. Howard yesterday, right? Why did she go through the trouble of making soup herself? I'd like to try it."

Last night it was the Howard family who saved her. Maeve and Steven had been comforting Scarlett's emotions the whole way.

Such kindness was beyond words. Since Maeve made the soup herself, Scarlett couldn't possibly ignore it, even out of politeness.

"I'll serve it." Sarah immediately said.

After serving the soup, Sarah didn't hand it to Scarlett, but said instead.

"Oops, I think I served too much. It's a bit hot, and Scarlett doesn't have the strength ,I don't want her to spill it on herself."

Theron leaned slightly, "Let me help."

"That would be great, thank you so much, Mr. Howard."

Sarah beamed, thinking to herself that Theron was so polite. If only Theron had met Scarlett earlier, Daniel wouldn't have stood a chance.

Sarah handed the bowl to Theron, who carefully scooped a spoonful, let it cool slightly, then brought it to Scarlett's lips, saying.

"Grandpa and Grandma wanted to wait at the hospital for you to wake up yesterday, but they didn't have the energy. They're both very concerned about you. You need to take good care of yourself and get better soon. Is it too hot?"

Scarlett opened her mouth and drank the soup from Theron's hand, shaking her head.

"Not hot, it's very good."

Scarlett actually wanted to do it herself, but she also knew Sarah's little scheme.

If this could make Daniel leave in anger, Scarlett would be happy to see it.

But Daniel sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, surrounded by a cold aura, watching them with cold eyes. He didn't leave, but he didn't say anything more either.

But his presence was strong. Scarlett already had no appetite, and being stared at by him made swallowing increasingly difficult.

"Can't eat anymore?" Seeing this, Theron didn't force her. He put down the soup bowl and pulled out a tissue.

He reached out to wipe the corner of Scarlett's mouth, but a hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

It was Daniel, as if he could teleport.

In the blink of an eye, he was standing on the other side of the bed, his hand blocking Scarlett's face.

Theron's hand holding the tissue poked directly into the back of Daniel's hand. Theron looked up, "What are you doing, Mr. Wilson?"

"Her skin is delicate, she can't use tissues."

Daniel said seriously. Then he directly used his thumb to wipe away a bit of oil offthe corner of Scarlett's lips, pulled the tissue from Theron's hand, and wiped his own hand.

Daniel had been sitting there, watching her accept Theron's feeding, watching her smile at Theron. His insides were practically shifting.

Watching Theron intimately wipe her face was the last straw,Daniel couldn't take it anymore!

Scarlett didn't react at first. When she realized what had happened, she frowned slightly.

She didn't want to acknowledge Daniel's rudeness and childishness. Without even glancing at Daniel, she only said to Theron: "I want to ask you for a favor."

Theron nodded, "I told you, you don't need to be polite with me."

But Scarlett handed Theron the divorce papers that were beside her.

Daniel's eyes darkened, "Scarlett, what are you doing?"

Daniel had asked ,if they wanted to remarry, they would still need the divorce papers.

Those were their divorce papers. Why was she giving them to Theron?

Scarlett still didn't look at Daniel. She held the divorce papers out to Theron.

"I want to ask you to help me verify whether these divorce papers are real."

"You suspect I'm deceiving you with fake documents?" Daniel laughed in anger.

Only then did Scarlett look at him and nod, "It's not impossible. After all, the certificate didn't come from the court. Who knows if those officials might have been actors you hired? Besides, the divorce papers can't even be found online."

Daniel looked at Scarlett, his fists clenched tight.

She had come to distrust him to this extent.

But on the other hand, when had she come to trust Theron so much?

She could even give Theron the divorce papers and ask him to verify them.

Meeting Scarlett's cool eyes, Daniel finally couldn't take it anymore. He turned and strode away, his back rigid as he left with large steps.

After Daniel left, Theron didn't take the divorce papers Scarlett offered. He only said.

"You were deliberately provoking him, right? You don't really need me to verify it, do you?"

Scarlett's scheme exposed, she shook her head and put the divorce papers back.

Daniel probably wasn't low enough to lie about this too.

She just couldn't stand him still acting like he was her husband. She found it unbearable.

In the hospital stairwell, Daniel kicked open the door and strode in, unable to stop himself from punching the wall.

Blood seeped from his knuckles. Daniel leaned against the wall, slightly hunched over and breathing heavily, unable to suppress the metallic sweetness in his throat. His body swayed slightly.

"Daniel!" Alton, who had followed him, pushed open the stairwell door, his expression changing.