Betsy started humming a song and walked over, holding a bag of chips. She sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

Coincidentally, the news was on, and they were talking about Theodore. They were reporting that he had been seen being intimate with a young woman, and it appeared that the two were dating.

Betsy was so surprised to discover Theodore's romantic affair that she couldn't keep her mouth shut.

“Oh my God! That's gossip about Theodore! Everyone knew he was rich but single. I didn't expect him to find a girlfriend so quickly after the car accident."

Without saying a word, Ariana watched the TV quietly. She was depressed, finding it difficult to breathe.

“Judging by the girl's back, she doesn't look half bad. No, she ought to be a stunner. Otherwise, why would Theodore be interested in her?" Betsy bit the chips with her eyes still fixed on the TV and muttered, “Unfortunately, he's a disabled man stuck to a wheelchair with useless legs. And yet, she's still with him. I guess the girl loves him very much. It seems that he'll marry her soon.

"

Depressed, Ariana lowered her head. Her once bright eyes were now clouded with sadness. The screen of the phone in her hand was still on, with the first number on her call log being Theodore's.

She flashed a bitter smile. It appeared that her position as Theodore's wife would soon belong to another.

That girl... It must be Helen.

Although she only managed to view her back, Ariana was certain it was Helen judging from the girl's long hair that reached all the way down to her waist.

It appeared that Helen had been discharged from the hospital after the operation.

Thinking back on the intimate interaction between Helen and Theodore, she had no doubts that Theodore had been by Helen's side during her operation. Helen must be very important to him; otherwise, he wouldn't have indulged her and tried his best to protect her.

Ariana's heart sank like an anchor being dropped into a bottomless ocean. How could she be so naive and call him? It was ridiculous. Maybe he was happy in Helen's company at the moment and no longer had time to think of Ariana, let alone help her.

Maybe the matter regarding Josh had nothing to do with him.

*

Meanwhile, at the Anderson family's residence, Theodore and Horace were talking in the study room.

Helen sat in the living room and swiped the phone screen.

Stubbornness and dissatisfaction swam in her round eyes. It wasn't until she deleted the call log three minutes earlier that she stopped frowning and started smiling.

Fortunately, Theodore left his phone. Otherwise, some bitch would've succeeded in contacting him. Helen didn't want other women contacting Theodore.