This particular moment three years ago was too delicate for Theodore not to think deeper. He looked at Phoebe with eyes seemingly carrying the flame of anticipation. Phoebe pushed him away, but he didn’t budge.

There were footsteps passing by outside the door, and Phoebe heard Ruby’s voice. She turned her head and remembered Vanessa mentioning the first kiss in high school. Feeling jealous, she spoke a bit sarcastically, “Some people gave away their first kiss in high school. I wonder who it was.” Theodore was taken aback, but a smile gradually filled his eyes. He raised his hand, held her chin, and looked down at her jealous face, growing happier the more he looked.

“Phoebe,” Theodore suddenly called out her name. Phoebe squinted her eyes, waiting for him to continue.

Leaning close to her ear, Theodore softly said, “The way you are now, I’d think you’re jealous.” He said this purely to test her, wanting to see her angry.

Phoebe didn’t disappoint; she forcefully pushed him away and stubbornly retorted, “Who’s jealous of who, you pig?”

After saying that, Phoebe took advantage of his slightly delayed response due to intoxication, crouched beneath his elbow, and swiftly walked away.

Theodore leaned against the wall, chuckling softly, looking quite pleased. After a moment, he thought of something and the smile on his lips faded slightly.

Phoebe’s heart raced, afraid that Theodore might sense her feelings for him. What if he knew she had fallen in love with him? How would he mock her for overestimating herself? Perhaps he would even suspect that the unexpected incident three years ago was planned by her, patiently waiting for him to get drunk before climbing into his bed.

Phoebe walked fast, as if there was a ghost chasing after her. She left through the hotel’s main entrance and, seeing that Theodore didn’t follow, she felt a bit disappointed.

She stood at the entrance for a while and then saw a familiar figure crossing the street to the other side. The person was wearing a duckbill cap and a mask. From the back and the figure, she recognized it was Patrick. He went across the street.

A black Mercedes-Benz parked nearby, with the window half lowered. She saw a girl sitting in the driver’s seat. Although the distance was a bit far, she couldn’t clearly see the girl’s appearance, but she felt strangely familiar. Was that Patrick’s assistant?

“What are you looking at?” Theodore’s low voice came from behind. Phoebe was taken aback, wondering how he had come out so quickly.

She stepped to the side and said, “Patrick, he just got into a black Mercedes-Benz.”

Theodore’s expression immediately darkened, “Why are you bothering to look at him?”

“I wasn’t intentionally looking. Are you sober now? It’s cooler now. Let’s walk back, shall we?” Maple Leaf Town Taste was very close to the Imperial Apartment, just two streets away. Theodore grunted in response.

The two walked along the sidewalk towards the Imperial Apartment. They had been married for three years and had never crossed the street at ten o’clock at night before.

For a moment, they didn’t know what to say, especially after the recent outbreak. Now, walking side by side on the deserted street, it was inevitable for them to feel awkward and unfamiliar. “Is your head still hurting?” Phoebe was the first to break the silence.

Theodore paused, “What?”

“I saw you rubbing your head in the private room. Do you have a headache?” Phoebe asked.

Theodore had a problem. He would get headaches after drinking white wine, so he rarely drank it; mostly red wine.

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