Apart from the headboard and the table settings, all of my photos had been replaced with photos of Nicky and Theo.
I opened the wardrobe, and none of my things were there. They were all Theo’s and Nicky’s.
How long had she been preparing to be able to clean out everything about me in this short period of time?
Theo and Nicky were standing at the door, and Theo was looking at me coldly. His tone was full of displeasure. "Looks like you really do often come here to make trouble. You even know your way around our room."
Did he really never doubt Nicky's words?
Nicky tugged on his clothes and said with concern, "Theo, don't you have a lot of work to do? You can go ahead first. Leave her to me."
"But I'm worried..."
"Don't worry, she can't do anything to me. Not to mention, this is our home. We can call security at any time."
The expression the woman was wearing now made me want to kill her.
Seeing them so inseparable made me even more furious.
Theo glanced at me one last time before leaving for the study to handle his work. I was left alone in the room with Nicky.
When I looked at her, I realized that there was no wound on her face. Her skin was smooth and tender, and her complexion was even better than before.
She walked in with a smile and looked at everything in the room. "How about it? Don’t you think it feels familiar yet not at the same time?”
"You’re despicable," I spat, gnashing my teeth.
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