Miss Woods, who was paying attention to all the commotion outside, quickly approached Theo and exclaimed with fright, "Why are your injuries so serious? Quickly get them checked in the hospital."
I looked up to see the corner of his mouth still bleeding and his eye was bruised. The rest of his face had patches of black and blue. The back of his right hand was blood red, but it was uncertain whether the blood was his or Tyler’s.
Although he was badly hurt, he did not show one bit of exhaustion. He remained tall and straight with a cold aura. He glanced at me and finally said, "It's okay. They’re just some minor injuries."
Miss Woods found a first aid kit to treat his wounds.
I finished the last bit of chicken soup, put the bowl down, looked at Miss Woods, and said, "I'm done. I'll go up first."
Theo's dark eyes sank, and his face became even gloomier.
I pretended not to see it and got up to go upstairs.
Miss Woods looked at me for a moment, hesitating to say something. In the end, she just shook her head without saying anything. She continued to treat the
wounds on Theo's face.
If it were in the past, I would surely have gone over to treat his wounds, but I did not want to do it now. I would continue to hold a grudge against him for stealing my DNA and giving it to President White.
It was true that I had hidden something from him, but he did the same thing as well and many times over.
This probably explained the term 'marital dissension’.
When I came out of the bathroom, Theo was on the balcony smoking. His tall and slender figure could be seen standing there. The sight of him like this looked lonely and cold.
I glanced at him before retrieving my gaze. I sat on the edge of the bed and started wiping my hair.
A long time later when he had smoked enough, he turned around and came back to the room. He was chilly all over, and his deep eyes were a little gloomy. He said in a deep voice, "Don't you think you owe me a n explanation?"
"There's nothing to explain.” I showed him my side profile, not wanting to talk to him.
He got angry. He raised his hand and grabbed my chin, saying, "What kind of relationship do you guys have?"
I raised my head and stared at him coldly. With a faint voice, I said, "Nothing.” "Wanda Lane!" He raised his voice, and his tone was furious as he sneered. "Do you think I'm a kid? There's nothing going on between you two but you rejected m e to attend the party with him? You must've not expected it to be Petra's birthday and that you would bump into me there, huh?"
"Yeah, I didn’t expect it to be Miss Reed’s recognition party. If I knew beforehand, I wouldn’t have interrupted you both. Theo, you should be very happy. It's all you've ever wanted. Let’s proceed with the divorce procedures tomorrow. After all, with Miss Reed’s status now, she's the most worthy to stand beside you."
"... What do you mean?" Theo was taken aback, and his grip loosened.
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