The ceremony was finally over.
Drover and Marius had to leave first, and the media in the venue were gradually dispersing as well.
When I went in, I heard the conversation of several reporters. "Director Doyle is quite the beauty, but I wonder what's with that scar on her face?"
"I heard she was wounded by a knife and it left a scar. It seems like it’ll be permanent."
"That's a pity for such a pretty face."
Their conversation revived the guilt that had been suppressed in my heart.
Nicky was wounded entirely because she tried to save Munchkin, but I was jealous of her just now.
I lowered my head, and the indebtedness I felt for her in my heart seemed to have increased slightly.
The reporters seemed to have noticed me and walked over to come to greet me. "Mrs. Grant, why weren't you around just now? We were thinking of interviewing you."
"I don't think there's anything I could've answered you. You guys worked hard today."
"Nonsense. It's such a huge ceremony, and it's an honor for us to come over. We'll have to get going now, goodbye." "Goodbye."
After seeing them off, I continued to walk in and found Theo sitting in a chair in the center of the venue.
I walked over with a smile. He was closing his eyes and taking a rest. The guy must be exhausted.
"Theo," I whispered as I leaned close to his ear.
Hearing my voice, he came back to his senses. He opened his eyes, looked up at me, and hugged me. Then, he buried his head in my stomach like a small child.
I looked around and patted him. "It’s not good for you to be seen acting like this."
"Let them watch. You're my wife, after all."
His voice was somewhat deep. I could not go against him and could only let him hold onto me.
After some time, I glanced over at the time and said," Alright. Let's head home now."
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