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After I was discharged, I took a cab home.
I could already tell things weren’t going to go well for Theodore.
I just wanted to see what Gigi would do next.
Of course she would come after me.
I had already seen a few clips from the news channels.
They had exposed Theodore and me together.
I wasn’t going to make up any excuses.
I was going to wait for Theodore to come up with something himself so I could use it against him and put some distance between us.
That way, he would have to start all over again.
The more he craved me, the more fun it was.
Once I arrived home, of course Mrs. Baker was outside.
The news hadn’t traveled that far yet, though.
Omega communities were kind of deprived of everything.
"Where were you?" she asked.
"I had an allergic reaction," I replied dramatically.
She was holding a tray filled with home-cooked food.
"Oh my, are you okay?" she asked, trying hard to look startled.
"I think you haven’t seen the news," I mumbled, drawing attention to it myself.
I watched her frown at me.
"Thankfully, Jaguar’s brother was there, and he took me to the hospital."
I finished speaking and watched her eyes widen.
It was important for her to know that I was being taken care of.
That even if Jaguar was the only one interested in me, the others still saw me as family.
"Yeah, you’re lucky," she stammered before smiling widely. "Did you speak with Jaguar about not pursuing anything against those thieves?"
Her tone revealed exactly where her priorities lay.
Every man for himself.
I had heard that saying before, and I learned the truth of it when my brother was brutally destroyed.
"Yes, I did. Don’t worry."
That little slip-up didn’t even seem to register with her.
She looked happier than ever knowing that no case would be pursued against them.
And I guess that was all she cared about.
"I brought you some food. I’ll come inside and put it down for you, okay?" she uttered, stepping in front of me.
I walked to the door and, while entering the code, made sure she couldn’t see it.
Then I unlocked the second lock with my key.
Once we got inside, she hurried over and placed the food on the table.
At this point, I didn’t want to have a conversation with her. I was seriously exhausted.
"Good day," I said, practically walking back toward the door so she would understand that it was time to leave.


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