Chapter 129 Leaning In For A Kiss
Wyatt kept on blabbering, and the annoyed Jeremy was about to say something when he noticed Theodore frowning with his teeth tightly clenched.
As they had spent a few years together in Norham, Jeremy knew Theodore all too well.
Theodore wouldn’t even flinch even if he had a gun pointed at his head, and yet, he reacted rather strongly when we visited Curtis a week ago. It only lasted a few seconds, but I know I saw it! Is he reacting like this because of a certain someone?
After considering Theodore’s response to Wyatt’s words and how he treated Kristie that night, Jeremy was able to piece the puzzle together and came up with a theory.
“I prefer a knowledgeable and mild-mannered woman like Ms. Sanders,” he replied with a smile on his face.
Wyatt gave him a smack on the shoulder and said, “That’s a dangerous way of thinking, Jeremy! Ms. Sanders is Curtis’ fiancée! Are you seriously planning on stealing his woman?”
“Of course not! She just happens to be my type, that’s all.” Jeremy said while stealing a glance at Theodore. Sure enough, Theodore pursed his lips and had an extremely gloomy look on his face.
Ha! I knew it!
Wyatt clicked his tongue. “You’ve never had a girlfriend, right? This is the first time I’ve heard you express an interest in women. Maybe you should tell Curtis about it when he wakes up. Who knows? He might just give you two his blessings!”
“Sure, we could do that.”
Theodore’s frown deepened as the two of them chatted on, and the aura he exuded grew colder with each passing second. Eventually, he grabbed Wyatt by the arm and dragged him aside. “You two can head back now. I’ll stay here and watch over Curtis.”
Jeremy quickly grabbed Theodore’s wrist and pointed at his ring finger as he exclaimed in shock, “Theodore, what’s with that tattoo on the inside of your finger? It’s written in Anglandurn, right?”
“Where is it? Show me!” Wyatt chimed in as well.
“Oh, so this is why you wear a ring all the time! It’s to hide this tattoo on your finger! What does it say? Artheamyst? Isn’t that the name of the Greganian goddess of the hunt?”
“I didn’t know you were into Greganian mythology, Theodore! What an interesting taste!” Jeremy said teasingly.
Wyatt shook his head. “No, I don’t think that’s the case. There must be a woman that reminds Theodore of that goddess. He probably tattooed the goddess’ name to remind himself of her! Say, Theodore, I didn’t know you had a girlfriend! Tell us more about her! I’m curious as to what she’s like!”
Theodore’s placid expression changed slightly as he shot Wyatt an icy-cold glare in response, prompting the latter to let go of his hand while smiling sheepishly.
Their little conversation was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.
“Ms. Garland? Ms. Sanders? What brings you two here this late at night?” Jeremy exclaimed in shock when he opened the door and saw Rayna and Jasmine standing outside.
“I’ve been too busy to come and visit Mr. Faymon lately. I figured I’d drop by since I have some free time tonight. Ms. Sanders and I bumped into each other on the way here. Since we’re both here to see Mr. Faymon, we decided to come together,” Rayna replied.
Jasmine nodded at Jeremy and said in a gentle voice, “I’m sorry for all the trouble you’ve been through.”
“Please don’t say that! You’re Curtis’ fiancée, so you must’ve been through a lot more trouble than all of us here!” Jeremy said with a smile. He then turned toward Wyatt and called out to him, “Hey, Wyatt! Let’s go! Theodore will be watching over Curtis tonight!”
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