I initially intended to say these words in a very calm tone, but that did not happen. I grew agitated as I spoke, and the grievances in my heart could not be concealed anymore.
Theo sneered. "I want you to forget about Matthew and have nothing to do with anything related to him, the Zimmers and Nietzsches included."
Out of all the things he said, I could only bring myself not to be involved in the Grants' affairs. However, Jeshua had helped me before. I really liked and respected this old man. I could not stand not being able to see him again.
Forgetting about Matthew was even harder to do. He had left an indelible mark in my life. How could I possibly forget about him?
Seeing that I did not reply after a very long time, Theo grew agitated and pinched my chin so hard that it felt like he was about to crush it into pieces. "Tell me if you can do it or not!"
I furrowed my brows hard. "Theo, can you just stop bringing Matthew up?"
He just would not stop bringing Matthew up, huh?
Why was he so concerned?
"I can't stop bringing him up." Theo's dark eyes were like the abyss.
"I can’t stand seeing my wife chasing after someone who looks like him in the crowd, nor can I stand seeing another man dwell in the deepest part of my wife's heart, remembering him from time to time.
"You always say that you’re just friends, but only kindergarteners would believe you. He adored you and you knew that, but you continued to be close to him. I n his eyes, you were giving him a chance. That's what I think too. How am I supposed to believe that you were purely friends?"
His words sounded completely absurd to me. I did not expect that he would so illogically and blindly make assumptions like women did. I smirked indifferently.
"If that’s what you think, then there's nothing to discuss between us anymore. I'm just a fickle woman i n your eyes and am not worthy of the outstanding Mr. Theo Grant. You should probably consider divorcing m e as soon as you can."
I was both angry and aggrieved. My eyes involuntarily turned pink after saying those words.
Theo pursed his lips. "Don't misinterpret my words."
I raised both hands and pushed him away. "That's what you’re saying. I'm not misinterpreting."
He tried to grab my arm but I smacked his hands away. "Don't touch me. Get lost."
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