Theodore paused and raised his hand to remove the arms that were bound around his waist, but they clung tightly and he couldn’t break free. Vanessa pressed herself against his back.

It was a cool autumn night and the wind was chilly, but Vanessa’s breath was burning hot. It was not only the warmth stimulated by the wine, but also the boiling blood. “Theodore, don’t push me away.”

Theodore tightly pursed his thin lips. In the dim and somber night, his expression remained indifferent and he did not notice a suspicious flash of light from the building across the street. He grabbed Vanessa’s wrist and forcefully pulled it, finally separating her tightly bound hands. He took two steps forward before releasing her.

Vanessa’s cheeks flushed red, not only from the alcohol but also from embarrassment. She never expected that even when she took the initiative to embrace him, Theodore still pushed her away. She raised her head slightly and looked at the cold and aloof man in the night with a desolate gaze. “Theodore, I’m not asking for much. Why can’t I have it?”

Anger almost overwhelmed her rationality. She took a step forward again, but Theodore immediately took two steps back, his gaze unchanged. “Vanessa, I’m married.”

Upon hearing the words “married”, Vanessa went mad with rage. Her eyes turned scarlet. “Originally, you were supposed to marry me.”

A trace of pity appeared in Theodore’s eyes. If he had never been moved, he would have married Vanessa three years ago.

But now that he had experienced the taste of being moved, no matter how painful or torturous it was, he would no longer be content with an emotional void.

He would never go back to that lifeless state, even if he was being pushy.

“I’m sorry,” Theodore apologized softly.

Suddenly, Vanessa covered her ears and screamed like a lunatic. “No! Theodore, don’t abandon me. You’re all I have.”

She looked anguished, tears flowing down like a river. His apology pierced through her heart, causing unbearable pain.

She shook her head frantically as the alcohol rushed to her head. Stumbling, she fell to the ground, tears flowing without regard for her image. “I love you. For all these years, I’ve only loved you.” Theodore stood upright, watching Vanessa’s breakdown. There was a faint sourness in his chest. In the past, he might not have understood Vanessa’s pain.

But now, he could empathize. Unrequited love always makes people feel powerless and helpless.

Phoebe didn’t stay at the Digital Chill Zone for long when she saw Theodore’s taillights disappearing in the yard. Her hands and feet started to feel cold. He went to see Vanessa.

Will he come back so late?

Phoebe didn’t know, but she felt a sense of frustration. She made up an excuse and turned to leave the Digital Chill Zone, heading back to her bedroom upstairs.

On the stairs, Lucy came down holding a bunch of droopy roses. She couldn’t help but take another look,

“Lucy, these flowers are…”

“Mrs. Reynolds bought them. She said they’re for Mr. Reynolds.” Lucy smiled, lowering her voice, “You haven’t noticed? Recently, Mrs. Reynolds and Mr. Reynolds have gotten closer.” Phoebe had felt it during dinner. Mrs. Reynolds wasn’t as formal as before, occasionally laughing and joking with Brandon.

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