"I thought that despite your rigid ways, you'd at least be a gentleman, but I overestimated you. You're an absolute failure!”
Theo froze. "I didn't leave you behind. Zedd once told me that I should buy a woman dessert when she’s in a bad mood and that would cheer her up."
"I went to buy you desserts." Theo held up the dessert box in his hand. "Your favorite.
From Guthrie Road."
My mouth twitched, and I was unsure if I should laugh or cry.
I took a deep breath and shouted with a flushed complexion, "I don't want to eat it nor see you right now. Get out of here right now.
However, how could Theo listen to me and leave? He said with a helpless expression," It's not safe for you to be out here all alone. Come home with me."
I grabbed another pillow and tossed it at him, shaking with anger. "Is this the first day you know me, Theo Grant? I'm not a child anymore. Stop coaxing me with such childish tactics. Do you know why I'm mad? I had already apologized to you, yet you continued to pull a long face and kept saying that I still did not realize what I did wrong. I couldn’t think of it and asked you but you wouldn't tell me.
"Are you going through menopause or what? Why are you fighting with me for no reason? What do you mean you went to buy dessert? I think you intentionally abandoned me and got mad because you saw that I didn't go home after that. That's why you bought desserts and came looking for me, using this excuse to coax me."
Theo frowned, his countenance sullen.
I thought he would leave like always when he could not win against me in an argument, but he did not leave this time. Instead, he walked up to me and placed the dessert box in his hand on the bedside table. He said, "You clearly knew how dangerous it was to infuriate Dazaray, but you did it anyway. You didn’t put your safety first, and that’s what infuriated me the most. I wasn't planning to leave you behind just now. I was genuinely getting you desserts."
Although he had already made it very clear, I found it hard to cool off just yet. I refused to entertain him and lay on the bed, pulling the covers over myself.
'Okay. You should go. I need to sleep. When an argument broke out between two people, even when it was resolved, there was still no way for them to feel instantly better. If I could not control myself from making mean remarks, then a fight would inevitably break out again. I needed him to leave so I could cool down.
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