"Hurry up. Cut the crap."
It seemed like I got up on the wrong side of the bed. I snapped at him.
Theo was still smiling. He tied his tie, not bothered about my unpleasant mood. He said, "I'm going to the office." Then, he walked out of the house.
I sat in front of the dining table, thinking of my next step.
My phone rang at this moment. It was Tyler who called.
"Tyler?"
"Come out and talk."
Tyler’s voice was deep. I was slightly hesitant.
It was only a few seconds of hesitation and Tyler was already a little annoyed. "Speak!"
"Where?”
20 minutes later, I came to the place Tyler mentioned to me on the phone.
I sat opposite him. Tyler looked much older and paler than before. It was probably that immature woman who made a man full of spirit and vigor become like this.
"What would you like to talk about?” I asked.
Tyler lifted his head and looked at me. He frowned and said, "Wandy, are you not going to tell me if I don't ask?"
I seldom asked Tyler for help. I did not even dare to look for him when I was on the verge of breaking down back then.
It was only after Tyler had slightly changed did I keep in touch with him more often and ask him to do me some favor. I appreciated his help, but I did not want to keep on troubling him.
Perhaps it was such thoughts that made Tyler unhappy.
I pursed my lips and replied calmly, "It's not that I'm refusing to tell you. I can deal with this matter on my own."
"On your own? Wandy, are you sure you can deal with someone like Julie alone?"
I knew Tyler was reminding me, so I said," Julie is just cannon fodder. I'm not interested in her."
I could see that Tyler felt sorry for me in his eyes when he looked at me. He said," You know I can immediately conduct an investigation with just a word from you."
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