Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240

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Theo froze for a second, suddenly realizing that Anathea was now his arms. He didn’t know what to do, but his grip on her hand tightened instinctively, as if he didn’t want her to leave.

“Theo, let go.”

Anathea didn’t look pleased and tried to step back.

But Theo, as if driven by something beyond reason, didn’t release her. Instead, the hand around her waist tightened as he pulled her in closer.

Her forehead bumped into his chest. The faint scent of neroli wrapped around her, making her pause.

But Theo’s impulsive action was all it took to spark the fire.

Anathea looked up and saw Gregory storming toward them with blazing eyes. Before she could say anything, he grabbed her free wrist and yanked her out of Theo’s arms.

Yet, Theo held on. Now Anathea was stuck between the to wrench her hands away, but neither man budged.

two

of them, one man gripping each hand. She frowned deeply and tried

“Theo, what the hell are you doing?” Gregory’s voice was sharp as ice as he glared at Theo’s hand on her wrist.

“Greg, just hear me out—”

Theo started, but Gregory cut him off coldly, “Let go.”

Theo froze.

Gregory’s grip on Anathea tightened, hard enough that her face went pale from the pain.

“Greg, stop!” Theo couldn’t bear to see Anathea getting hurt.

“Then you let go!” Gregory wasn’t backing down.

Theo looked at Anathea’s face, which was growing paler by the second. Pressing his lips into a tight line, he had no choice but to

let go.

The moment he did, Gregory yanked Anathea straight into his arms.

The sharp scent of cedarwood suddenly flooded her senses, overpowering the neroli and carrying with it an unmistakable hint

of danger.

Anathea instinctively tried to pull away, but Gregory’s hand locked on her shoulder, holding her tight. She had no choice but to stay pressed against him.

Theo opened his mouth like he wanted to say something, but Gregory shot him a cold look. Frowning, he said, “This isn’t over. We’ll settle this later.”

Theo stiffened. His hands curled into fists at his sides. He looked like he wanted to protest again, but then he caught Adrian’s

-eye.

Adrian gave him a silent shake of the head–a warning and a reminder.

He was warning Theo that his behavior toward Anathea this time had clearly crossed the line.

Theo flinched. Something complicated flashed across his face. He slowly relaxed his fists and watched Gregory pull Anathea away with one arm around her shoulders.

The night in Castenea was as dark as ink. The moon had vanished behind thick clouds, and the ground was swallowed by

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Chapter 240

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