Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence

Chapter: 88 Brielle snorted at this, a confident look on her face.

After a pause, Ariana continued, “But that’s not as good as the gift you got from your admirer earlier this morning. No wonder the company is backing you with so much money. You already have crazy fans even before your debut. Looks like you need to be careful going out these days.”

Brielle’s face turned pale. The image of that horrible chicken head came into her head, and she felt the fear return. There was nothing she could say to argue with Ariana.

Jasper frowned. “What admirer? What happened?” Brielle forced a laugh. “I'll tell you later,” she said awkwardly.

“Oh, you didn’t know about that, Jasper? | thought Brielle would've come running to you as soon as it happened.” Ariana pretended to be surprised.

Jasper’s frown deepened. “What are you hiding from me?” he asked, staring at Brielle.

“Just that | received a package. There was a chicken head inside,” Brielle muttered. Jasper’s face fell. He was about to say something, but the loud sounds of cutlery scraping a plate interrupted him.

It was Theodore. Clearly impatient, he asked Jasper and Brielle to leave. “This is the time I’d like to be spending with my wife. Alone. If you insist on talking, get out.”

Slightly embarrassed, Jasper smiled awkwardly. “Why are you suddenly so angry? Come on, let me do a toast before we go.”

Jasper picked up the wine bottle to pour himself a glass, but he “accidentally” knocked the soup off the table. It spilled all over Theodore’s legs.

Ariana tried to push Jasper out of the way, but it was too late. She looked down at the mess. “You did that on purpose Jasper!”

“How could | have done that on purpose?” He looked as if he had been wronged. “I’m sorry, Theodore. It was an accident. You can’t feel your legs, anyway, so it doesn’t matter, right?”

Theodore gave Jasper a cold look. His sharp eyes made Jasper tremble, and instinctively také a step back.

When Jasper realized what he had done, he immediately regretted it. Theodore was disabled now, so why should he be afraid of him?

Jasper swallowed. He wanted to go back to mocking Theodore, but the latter had grown so angry that he threw everything in front of him off the table. “Fuck off. If you want to live another day, you'd better get out of my sight right now,” Theodore barked.

“You...”

Jasper clenched his fists in anger. Why should he listen to him? Theodore’s threat wasn’t convincing.

They were both sons of the Anderson family, but Theodore seemed to reap all the benefits. Even when they were out, Theodore seemed to get more respect.

Jasper was ready to let all of his anger out, but Brielle tugged on his sleeve gently and shook her head. It was a reminder not to be so impulsive.

Jasper took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He knew he had to give in for now. He threw his napkin to the floor, stamped on it, and walked out of the room, pulling Brielle behind him.

The manager, who had been standing by the door, rushed in and said in a low voice, “Mr. Anderson, | will bring you some new clothes right away.”

Theodore said nothing and gave a slight nod.