Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 142

She felt a faint discomfort from being pressed against the bookshelf behind her. She had no way to escape.

Theodore's face moved closer to hers, and her face was flushed. Her heart was also beating erratically. "Yes, even if something happened, so what?"

Her words stopped him in his tracks.

The lights in the corner were dim. Theodore's expression was gloomy and there was a hint of sorrow on his face. He repeated what she had just said, "So what?"

The ambiguous atmosphere was broken as all logic and calmness came back immediately. Everleigh clenched her fists and her face was calm. "We are both adults. Is it unusual to have a one-night stand?"

"What did you say?"

Everleigh looked up at him, cold and even a bit contemptuous, as if looking at a naive child. "What else could it be? I am married and you are about to get married. Are you going to tell me you will take responsibility? Can you even bear this responsibility?"

Everleigh's casual tone angered Theodore. He gritted his teeth and glared at the woman in front of him. She was just as beautiful as she was in the past, and her words were also aggressive.

But since when did she treat this kind of thing as a trivial matter? Was she disgusted by him, or herself?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. He grabbed Everleigh's chin with one hand and punched the bookshelf to her side with his other hand; the sound made a loud thud.

"Ah..." Everleigh screamed in panic. The wind from his fist passed through her ear when it hit the bookshelf behind her and the sound echoed in the large room.

Everleigh's eyes widened with lingering fear. There were more sarcastic words in her throat, but she could not say them at that moment. The pain in her chin made it hard for her to breathe, and she looked at the man in front of her with fear.

Theodore looked at her terrified expression with a gaze as sharp as daggers, as if they could pierce into her chest and lungs. "As long as I want to, there is no responsibility in this world that I cannot bear."

Everleigh was stunned.

"Everleigh, I misunderstood you for seven years, but if you had just been honest with me seven years ago, things would not be what they are today."

"If honesty was the best policy, why do you think I said nothing to you back then?"

Everleigh looked at him blankly. Her heart seemed to sink into the abyss for a moment, and even the pain she felt was gone.

The seven years she had spent away were completely different from the seven years that Theodore had spent.

Theodore slowly loosened his grip on her chin and his cold eyes became a little weak.

Everleigh bent down and picked up the book that had just fallen to the ground. When she got up, she kept a relatively safe distance from him and there was a little self-mockery in her calmness. "Is there anything else?"

Is there anything else?

Aside from what happened that night and what happened seven years ago, there seemed to be no other connection between the two of them. They could not even communicate as ordinary friends.

How could two people who had truly loved each other become just friends?

Even every encounter with each other was a great emotional excitement.

Theodore's brows slowly knitted together. He clenched his fists and took a deep breath. "No."

The word fell, gently echoing through the room, then scattered.

When the elevator door closed and the archive room became quiet again, Everleigh leaned against the bookshelf, holding the book in her arms. She felt it relieved her nerves, but her eyes were red.

She knew Theodore would definitely come look for her. She also knew what words would make him unable to get past the obstacle from seven years ago? Hence, even if he left this time, he would return. This was the outcome that she wanted.