Chapter 858


    I turned around to look at her, and after a moment of silence, I said, "You should go to the hospital.


    Nothing i s more important than your health."


    Grayson looked at me. Without thinking too much about it, he picked Petra up and walked toward


    the garage.


    Quinn followed them. Looking at their backs, I subconsciously clenched both of my hands.


    I was taken into a warm embrace. When I raised my head, I met a pair of starry eyes.


    He said, "Don’t worry."


    I nodded, but I still felt uneasy about it and ultimately went as well.


    After going to the hospital and performing checks, Petra was diagnosed with appendicitis. She


    needed surgery.


    Quinn offered to go back and take care of Munchkin, s o Theo and I stayed in the hospital.


    The hospital''s corridor was not warm at all. Theo kept holding me tight, sending the warmth of his


    body to m e.


    My eyes hurt because I kept staring at the big red


    words that read out ''Operating Theater’. I shifted my gaze and leaned in Theo''s arms, closing my


    eyes.


    Theo patted my shoulder andforted me. "Don’t worry. It''s just a minor operation."


    I nodded. "I know."


    The operating theater''s door opened, and the doctor walked out.


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    Grayson rushed over immediately and asked eagerly," Doc, how''s my wife doing?"


    "The operation is a sess. She''ll be fine after staying a few days in the hospital. Don''t worry.”


    The doctor had another surgery to rush to and left in a hurry after saying that.


    I breathed a sigh of relief as my taut nerves finally rxed.


    Not long after that, several nurses pushed Petra out and sent her directly to the ward.


    Grayson went over, whereas I stood on the spot and said after a very long time, "Let''s go home."


    Theo raised his eyebrows. "Don’t you want to go and take a look?"


    I shook my head. "Maybe not. Munchkin will be upset i f we''re not home for so long."


    Theo knew that this was just an excuse, hence he did not say anything else.


    We got into the car and remained silent for the whole journey.


    Looking at the shing lights outside the car window, I could not help but sigh. Susan had probably


    eaten at this hour, so there was no need to send her the food anymore.


    I fished out my phone and gave her a call. As soon as the call was answered, she asked, "How''s


    Petra, Wanda? Is she okay?"


    I was stunned. "How did you know?"


    She said, "When I realized that Mr. Grant hadn''t shown up yet, I called your number but your phone


    was off. I called thendline and Munchkin answered. He told me that a grandma was sick, so I


    guessed it was Petra."