Theodore frowned, looking at the broken skin on both sides of her heels, which turned white when soaked in hot water. “How did it get so bad?” Phoebe glanced at him. It seemed like he just noticed her injured feet now. She felt bitter inside. “I changed into a new pair of shoes today. I didn’t expect them to be so uncomfortable.”

They stayed at the Reynolds Mansion last night, and they had prepared several pairs of new shoes there. When they were leaving this morning, she didn’t pay attention and wore a new pair. It was just her luck that they got stuck in traffic on the way to Mantua Stadium.

In her haste to go backstage to support Noah Myers, her heels got blistered while walking through the sports arena. After going from Kedora to Riaca City, her heels were a mess. At first, the pain was numb and she couldn’t feel it, but after soaking in hot water, the burning pain surged up.

Theodore opened the first-aid kit, took out the iodine and cotton swabs, and squatted in front of her, disinfecting the wounds on her heels with the swab. “Don’t wear high heels in the future.”

Phoebe was silent for a moment, but then she said, “So if one day I choke while eating, are you going to forbid me from eating again?” “Is that the same thing?” Theodore glared at her, suspicious of her intentionally bringing up an argument. Phoebe pursed her lips and reached out to grab the cotton swab from his hand. “I’ll do it myself,” she said. “A quick application of medicine and I can finally sleep. I’m so tired.”

Theodore opened her hand and proceeded to disinfect the back of her heel. He was a person who rarely showed his emotions, so it was often difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry. Phoebe decided not to snatch it back. After disinfecting the wound with iodine, he squeezed some ointment onto a cotton swab and applied a layer onto the cut. It had a cool sensation, relieving the slight burning pain.

He threw the cotton swab into the trash and put everything back in its original place before bending down to pick up Phoebe.

Phoebe was startled. “What are you doing?”

“Didn’t you say you were tired? Of course, it’s time to go back to sleep in the room,” Theodore replied, carrying her effortlessly up the stairs as if she were a child.

Phoebe had gotten used to him carrying her like this from time to time. She was truly exhausted, yawned, and leaned against his chest. She listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat as her eyelids grew heavier.

By the time Theodore carried her back to the room and laid her on the large bed, she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Theodore stood silently by the bedside, watching her for a while before reaching out to help her undress.

Seeing her sleep soundly without any awareness, he didn’t know why he was feeling angry. He reached out and pinched her cheek. She swatted his hand away in her sleep and burrowed further under the blanket, completely unaware. Theodore grumbled, “Sleeping like a little pig.”

Phoebe slept soundly and had no idea that Noah Myers’s performance, interpreting a fierce Spartan warrior, had taken the internet by storm and captivated the entire nation.

Many people were mesmerized when he removed his mask, revealing his handsome face. The video views on major short video platforms skyrocketed, reaching millions overnight. Noah Myers had become famous!

Early in the morning, John received several calls from well-known brands asking Noah Myers to endorse their products. He didn’t fully grasp the situation until he received an invitation from a prestigious brand to have Noah Myers appear at a commercial event.

Wanting to share this good news with Phoebe, John tried calling her but her phone was switched off.

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