I laughed coldly. "If you don't like listening to me, President Grant, I'll stop speaking."
"You!" Theo was furious.
I turned away and looked out the window, not planning to speak anymore.
After a long pause, Theo said helplessly, "Wanda Lane, you always stubbornly assume that things are how you think they are. But my thoughts may not be what you think they are."
A faint harrumph was my only reply.
Theo took a deep breath and continued, "Can you point out what I've said since getting into the car that blamed you for saying the wrong things to them?"
I pursed my lips.
It seemed like... there was none.
I pulled my hair in frustration. "If you agree with what I said to them, turn around right now and give them a n earful. Then I'll believe you’re on my side."
Theo did not expect me to respond in such a childish way. He was dumbfounded.
I looked at how stunned he was and burst out in laughter.
"Not angry anymore?" Theo took the opportunity and used his shoulders to bump into me teasingly. "If you're no longer angry, what do you feel like eating?"
I pouted. "I'm not hungry."
In the future, I probably would not have to eat anymore. Every time I was hungry, I could just argue with Theo and I would be so angry that it would ruin m y appetite.
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