Knowing that I was making fun of his name, Townsend's expression sank. Brows drooped, and he looked at me angrily while his finger that was pointing at me trembled slightly. "Oh my God, you are such a shrew. Theo darling, just where in the world did you find such a wife? You can definitely find a better one with your condition!"
Hearing this, my gaze sharpened. I was about to fight him to the death, but Theo held me back and separated us. "Enough. Do you want to go back or not?"
Before I could say anything, Townsend beat me to it, "Of course, I want to. Theo darling, can I stay with you? I just came back and haven't found a place yet."
"No." I was the first to respond to him.
Townsend gave me a blank look before ignoring me and looking back at Theo with burning eyes. "How about it, Theo darling?"
I heard a dry cough. Theo turned to look at me, his smile wry. "Wanda, we still have to rely on him to follow up on the project."
I understood what he was thinking with that said.
Right, it would not be good for us to offend him since we still have to rely on him.
In the end, I could force myself to agree. Townsend directed his smug gaze to me. Not only had he won, but he was also rubbing it in my face. I cursed silently. He followed Theo out of the airport, and I hurriedly followed.
We got to the parking lot. I opened the passenger seat door and was about to get in when a hand blocked me. Townsend’s head was raised. As if he did not give a damn about me, he said, "I want to sit here."
He even wanted to snatch the front passenger seat from me. Could this person be…
I glanced at Theo and then at Townsend. The thought I had in mind startled me, and I shook my head. It could not be, no.
Meeting Townsend's gaze, I waved my hand. "This seat always has mine even before you came, Mr. Townsend."
I practically shouted his name through gritted teeth with anger.
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