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Theodore, however, was oblivious to her emotional turmoil. He hoisted her up with ease, righted the
toppled wheelchair with a foot, and carefully settled her back in it.
He removed his suit jacket, gently draping it over her bare knees.
The tenderness in his actions contrasted with his frosty demeanor.
His caring gestures tamed Ariana’s anger and sent her heart pounding in her chest.
She was at war with herself—torn between the happiness she felt in his presence and the anger over
his past actions and lies.
And yet, she was grateful it was Theodore who had walked through the door, not Mitchel. Despite
Mitchel’s medical expertise, she didn’t want him, or anyone else, to witness her in such a disheveled
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtstate. But Theodore was different. He was the only person before whom she could bare her soul
completely.
The confined space exuded an unbearable silence. Ariana and Theodore were in silence, neither
willing to break it, each waiting for the other to speak.
Ariana, confined to a wheelchair, nervously clutched her coat, her gestures growing increasingly
unnatural.
Theodore, towering over her, gazed down, creating an overwhelming weight upon Ariana’s shoulders,
like a mountain pressing down on her.
Avoiding prolonged eye contact with him, Ariana’s gaze wandered, her mind filled with unease. She
silently cursed, wondering if he had ever leaned the art of conversation.
After a while, she finally sensed that something was amiss. She raised her eyes to meet Theodore’s
and asked, “Have you finally decided to discard the wheelchair?”
There was no ulterior motive in her question; she was simply curious. In the past, Theodore had always
been the one standing while Ariana sat. The sudden reversal of roles unsettled her.
Yet, as soon as the words left her lips, Ariana detected a bitter undertone in her tone.
Theodore’s expression, or lack thereof, hardened. He appeared colder, devoid of any visible emotion.
Embarrassed, Ariana compressed her parched lips and stumbled over her words. “I didn’t mean it that
way.”
“| know.” Theodore remained silent, dropping to one knee to examine her injured foot.
Restlessly curling her rounded toes, Ariana murmured, “Please refrain from touching my feet. They’re
dirty.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer feet were stained with red wine and had yet to be cleaned.
Frowning, Theodore’s tone brooked no refusal as he commanded, “Behave and don’t move.”
Ariana awkwardly sealed her lips shut and obediently stayed still. As she watched Theodore kneel
beside her, meticulously inspecting her ankle, a familiar sense of security washed over her. But it also
stirred something within her, igniting a rapid heartbeat akin to electric currents coursing through her
body. It was an irresistible and captivating sensation.
She had once claimed that Sarah was an incurable romantic. Now she wondered if she, too,
possessed that same trait.
Ariana scratched her head, her face contorting suddenly. “No, no, no. It hurts…”
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