âWhatâs got your knickers in a twist?â
A cold and stem voice echoed from behind them.
Everyone tumed to see Theoâs tall figure strolling towards them.
Jonah quickly forced a laugh. âTheo, youâre here! Itâs nothing! I was just messing around with Ellinor.
Thatâs all!â
Kemp shot Jonah a glare. âHe says he doesnât want to be your wife. If anything, heâd rather be your husband.â
Theo frowned; his gaze on Jonah was filled with distaste., low, che Jonah awkwardly chuckled, shot Kemp a dirty look, and got up from the couch to make room for Theo.
âKemp, thatâs a blow. I never said that last part.â Jonah retorted.
While keeping a poker face, Kemp solemnly replied, âYou didnât say it, but itâs what you were thinking.â
âYouâre really crossing the line!â
Jonah vacated the seat next to Ellinor for Theo, opting to sit next to Kemp instead. However, Theo didnât take the seat next to Ellinor. Instead, he went around to sit on a single couch.
This move seemed trivial, but it cast a cold chill over the room.
Jonah and Kemp exchanged glances.
At this point, Bartlett stood up with a smile, took the cold drink from Ellinorâs hand, and gently said, âDonât drink this. Iâll get you a cup of hot milk in a bit.â
Ellinor nodded. âThanks.â
This entire time, she never once looked at Theo, fearing it would dampen her mood.
She was here to find her motherâs self-portrait, not to chat with these men.
She was getting irritated.
Jonah picked up a glass of wine, walked over to Theo, and handed it to him. âWhatâs up? You found her, so why havenât you two made up yet?â
Théo looked at him coldly, clinked glasses with him, and took a sip without a word.
Ellinor felt a chilly gaze on her, making her uncomfortable.
She couldnât stay seated any longer and asked Bartlett a question. âWhereâs the restroom?â
Bartlett pointed it out with a smile. âOver there. Want me to walk you?â
âThank you, but no.â Ellinor stood up and slowly walked towards the restroom.
She didnât actually need to go; she just wanted an excuse to leave.
Who would want to sit with them?
Now she could look around for her motherâs portrait.
After watching Ellinor leave, Bartlett looked worried. He stood still for a few seconds and was about to follow her when he heard Theoâs cold voice.
âBartlett.â
Bartlett paused and turned to Theo with a smile. âTheo, whatâs up? Need something?â
Theo squinted at him, and after a while, he said, âNothing.â
Bartlett was a bit annoyed, but he didnât say anything. When he looked back, Ellinor had disappeared.
He scanned the room, spotting many of the other guests but not her.
With no other choice, he returned to his seat.
Theo was lost in thought and sat expressionlessly in his seat. After draining his glass, he stood up.