Theo looked at me with a much deeper gaze after Dazaray finished talking.
Later, he glanced at Keith, but I did not know what he meant by that.
I soon knew what it meant, though. Keith took his seat beside Dazaray, said something to her, and they both took out their phones. I figured they were exchanging contact details.
I pursed my lips and felt a little puzzled. However, I was not going to ask Theo anything.
Just as I was ready to leave, Theo wrapped his arm around my waist and I froze, looking unkindly at him. " What are you doing?"
He raised his eyebrow and asked with a smile, "You didn't tell me because you didn't want me to be worried?"
I replied coldly, "No, you think too much."
Theo chuckled a few times before moving his lips closer to my ear. He said with much certainty, "I don’t want freedom, so you can't think about having it too. We've been married for so many years. Don't you think we should be fair?"
He continued after a pause, "No matter how many
steps back you take, that’s how many steps forward I'll take to move closer to you."
There was a surge of warmth in my heart after hearing what he said. I did not want to show any emotions, so I looked at the wine glass on the coffee table that was filled to the brim. I drank it all.
After drinking, I looked at Theo and said calmly, "If you want to keep torturing me, then you can continue t o do so, Theo Grant."
He clutched at my waist tighter and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, “Must we be like this?"
I pursed my lips but did not answer his question.
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