Chapter 93 Make Her a Drink

Isabella and Theodore walked out of the hospital and got into the car, with the former remaining silent the entire time. Instead of starting the engine, Theodore reached his hand out and took Isabella's hand in his, caressing the back of her hand gently. "I'm sorry, Bella," he said. Isabella shook her head while smiling. She said, "No need to apologize. You said that you wanted to get that bouquet of flowers, but Ms. Klein threw your kind gesture into the trash. That's none of my business." He gazed at her as if he had more he wanted to say. However, his phone rang out. Although it was the weekend, he seemed to be very occupied with all these incoming calls. He answered his phone. Whatever the caller said made his expression turn darker and his frown deepen. "Now isn't the time to point fingers!" he reprimanded in a restrained voice. Urgently, he continued, "Email me the backup proposal right now. I'm calling for an emergency meeting in half an hour. We have to curb our los