Chapter: 808
Catching a flicker of unease cross Theodore’s usually composed face, Ariana asked nonchalantly, “Is something wrong?”
With a quick shake of his head, Theodore minimized his chat with Horace. “Nothing, just work-related stuff.”
“Alright.” Lost in her own thoughts, Ariana merely nodded.
Their usual easy conversation faded into silence as they travelled home.
Back at the apartment, Ariana intended to sneak in a quick reply to Mitchel, hoping Theodore wouldn’t notice. Yet, he was
unusually attentive, hovering like a shadow. He was there with a glass of water when she was thirsty, and sat next to her, laptop
in tow, while she watched TV.
Feeling increasingly uneasy, she decided to break the awkwardness.
Shutting off the TV, she announced, “I’m heading for a shower.”
“Okay.”
To her surprise, Theodore followed her into the bathroom.
Taken aback, she stuttered out, “
Grinning, Theodore stepped in. “I’LL run your bath.”
Although it felt odd, Ariana didn’t object. As she settled into the warm bath, Theodore’s bizarre behavior started to make sense.
His constant proximity, as if he was worried she’d disappear, was he feeling insecure due to the Anderson Group’s financial
turmoil?
‘ou, you are—”
But that didn’t seem to fit the Theodore she knew. Unable to decipher his actions, her mind wandered to the pregnancy test.
She sighed heavily. Without her phone, the only chance to message Mitchel would be once Theodore dozed off.
Emerging from the bathroom, she spotted him with her phone. Alarm bells rang in her head, fearing he’d seen Mitchel’s text. She
made a beeline for the phone, but just as she was about to snatch it, she saw a phone call in progress from Sarah.
Caught off guard, Ariana pulled back her hand, forcing an awkward smile onto her face.
“Sarah rang while you were in the shower, so I picked up for you.”
After a beat, Theodore’s gaze locked onto her. “Problem with that?”
Ariana sensed the undercurrent of suspicion in his voice, so she quickly reassured him, “No, not at all. I was just concerned she
had something pressing to discuss.”
While still slightly on edge, Ariana was relieved when Theodore didn’t press further. He simply nodded and handed her the
phone.
Turning away to take the call, she was unaware of the intensity in his gaze, a predator watching its prey with unblinking focus.
“About time you picked up,” Sarah’s voice came from the other end.
“We’re having the ribbon-cutting for the studio in three days. You have to be there.”
The sudden announcement took Ariana by surprise. “That was fast, you’ve already set a date?”