Ellinor licked her lips and said, "There's a cake I baked in the fridge at home. Can you ask Collin to grab it for me? I'm kinda craving it now."
Theo responded with a frosty gaze, "Anything else?"
Ellinor shook her head, "Nope, that's it."
Theo's face darkened, but he stared at her intensely, "Ellinor, if you have any questions for me, spit it out now. I'll answer."
"No questions!"
Ellinor turned her face to look at the sky outside the window, yawned, and ignored him.
Why should she ask anything? She wasn't his wife or anything. Too many questions would just piss him off.
Theo's gaze hardened, staring at her calm demeanor, his lips sealed tight.
If it weren't for the sight of her injured hand, he might have wanted to shake some sense into her!
She was really getting on his nerves. Theo massaged his brow, trying to keep his cool.
Then, he took Ellinor's bandaged hand into his, examining it for any swelling, asking, "Does your hand still hurt?"
Still looking out the window, Ellinor responded casually, "It's fine. I can handle it."
Theo said sternly, "The doctor has tested you for all possible allergens. Remember whatever comes back positive and avoid them in the future."
Ellinor rolled her eyes, "Fine, got it. I don't fancy dying; I'll care for myself!"
"Look at me when you're talking."
Theo's voice suddenly took on a commanding tone.
Ellinor sighed reluctantly and turned her face towards him, only to be met with his deep eyes. Her heart started pounding.
What kind of look was that?
Why was he so close to her?
What was he trying to do?
Theo rested one hand on the edge of the bed and the other on the mattress next to her, leaning in to look at her, "Are you sure you have no questions for me?"
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