With a cold tone, Theo repeated Ellinor's words, "As long as it's done outside, you don't mind?"
Ellinor nodded, "Yes, of course!"
Theo's expression instantly turned gloomy, a smirk creeping onto his face.
After her words, Ellinor headed towards the guest room.
Before departing, she gave Theo a friendly pat on the shoulder, jokingly saying, "Theo, were you too worn out last night? You should rest up. Sure, girls are fun, but you can't overdo it!"
Theo squinted, "Ellinor, what do you think I did last night?"
He knew very well what he did.
Ellinor chuckled, "Theo, what I mean is, even though you're in your prime, overindulgence can harm your health. For your own future, you need to learn moderation."
With that said, she walked past him, heading alone toward the guest room.
But the moment she stepped out of the room, she was grabbed by the collar from behind, lifted like she was a child, and taken to the bathroom.
The bathroom door slammed shut and locked.
Ellinor was roughly thrown into the bathtub by Theo. The showerhead started spraying water, drenching her.
Caught off guard, she was choked by the sudden rush of water. She clung to the edge of the tub, "Theo...What the hell are you doing?"
Theo stood by the tub, looking down at her, "Ms. Mendoza, it seems like your brain is clogged; it needs a good rinse."
"… Your brain is the one that's clogged!"
Ellinor mumbled angrily; she tried to push herself up from the slippery tub, attempting to get out.
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