RedNovelChapter 238 Holding It In Nathan was repeatedly questioned and found it rather odd.
Theo and this woman clearly had an unusual relationship-how could she not know about this? "Yes, Mr. Gray is allergic to sweet potatoes." His gaze swept over the bowl in her hands, and he was instantly alarmed. "Sweet potato oatmeal?" Sierra glanced at Theo with a complicated expression and nodded awkwardly.
Although the oatmeal wasn't very hot, the bowl suddenly felt scorching in her hands.
"No! Mr. Gray can't eat sweet potatoes!" Nathan declared firmly, then sighed in relief. "Good thing I noticed. If he had drunk that oatmeal, I would've had to cback even after leaving." Sierra recalled the bowl of oatmeal she had given Theo at Jemima's house last time. He didn't seem to have any reaction after drinking it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven until they left, there was no rash or breathing difficulties.
Could Nathan be mistaken? Feeling confused, Sierra spoke directly. "Last time, I gave him a bowl of sweet potato oatmeal, and he didn't seem to have any allergic reaction." Nathan's eyes widened in shock, and he looked at her with a reproachful gaze. "So it was you who gave him sweet potatoes last time! No wonder..." Theo had always been careful with his diet because of his allergy. He never touched food given by outsiders. He had experienced very few allergic reactions over the years. An incident as severe as the last one was almost unheard of.
After hearing Nathan's tone, Sierra's expression changed instantly.
He explained, concerned for Theo's health. "Last time, Mr. Gray wasn't free of an allergic reaction-he was just enduring it in silence.
"On the way back, his throat was already swollen, and he had difficulty breathing.
"If we hadn't returned in tor stocked up on allergy medication, he would have collapsed and ended up in the hospital." Last time, Theo had a bowl of oatmeal and narrowly escaped death.
Sierra's expression was complicated-filled with guilt and confusion. She couldn't understand why Theo, knowing he was allergic to sweet potato, would still eat that bowl of oatmeal.
Nathan explained the seriousness of allergies to her. Then, he warned, "Remember, never let him eat sweet potatoes again. He might not be so lucky next time." She nodded and saw Nathan off, still holding the bowl of oatmeal in her hands. She carried it out directly. When she returned, the bowl of oatmeal was gone.
"Uncle Theo, you're still having an allergic reaction. Why did you lie to me... and drink that oatmeal?" Sierra couldn't hold back any longer and voiced the question that had been weighing on her mind.
Theo patted the spot beside him. "Sit down; let's talk." When she didn't move, he wasn't annoyed. His deep eyes were fixed on her with unwavering attention.
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For the first time, Sierra saw her complete self reflected in someone else's eyes. The sight filled her with a peculiar sense of wonder. It felt like I was his entire world. The thought flashed through her mind, but she quickly looked down.
How could that be possible? A bitter expression flickered across her face.
Theo was always quick to notice her emotional shifts. He reached out and gently lifted her chin, making them meet his gaze again. His voice was E earnest as he said, "No matter how difficult or dangerous, I don't want to refuse any request from you. I never want to disappoint you." "Sierra, you can be bolder. Trusta little more."
Facing Theo's warm, intense gaze, she was first stunned, then felt her face grow warne she gently moved his hand away from her chin and turned her head to avoid his gaze. But he grabbed her hand and with a slight tug, pulled her down onto the bed. Sierra accidentally bumped her head against his chest, jolting in surprise. "Your injury?"
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