âLetâs go,â Theodore said again, rolling down the car window.
âIâm coming.
â Ariana answered.
She had no choice but to turn away.
As soon as she got in the car, she excitedly turned to Theodore.
âGuess what I just saw?â
âWhat?â Theodore asked.
âJasper lying, stripped naked in an alley, beaten.
black and blue.
Isnât that great? Who do you think did that? Whoever it was deserves an award!â Ariana couldnât contain her excitement.
She burst into such an intense laughter that her shoulders began to shake.
Theodore gave Ariana a look of amusement.
Her good mood was infectious.
âIs it really making you that happy?â
âOf course!â Arianaâs eyes began to water from laughing so hard.
She blinked at Theodore.
âArenât you happy about it?â
âThat loser doesnât get to impact my mood,â Theodore said lightly.
Ariana pursed her lips.
She supposed she hadnât really expected much reaction from him.
She had never seen him sad or happy.
It seemed he only had two emotions, angry and not angry.
Only when he was scheming did he smile.
Ariana asked again, âSo, who do you think did it?â
âItâs a dangerous area.
Someone getting robbed while drunk is no surprise,â Theodore said dismissively.
Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updatesâ¦
Ariana nodded, slightly skeptical, but didnât ask anything else.
But the question continued to whirl around her mind, even after she had returned to her room.
Although she could easily imagine Jasper getting lost while drunk, he couldnât have been that drunk.
After all, he had been able to calmly lie to Brielle and then leave when she appeared.
â
Besides, Jasper had been practicing boxing since he was a child.
An ordinary person wouldnât be able to beat him up that easily.
Who could it have been then?
Theodore? It was in his character to seek revenge for even the smallest grievance.
But could he really do that with his disability? Did he make Horace do it?
But Horace had been waiting in the car.
He wouldnât have had time to go into the restroom and beat Jasper up like that.
The more she thought about it, the more confused she became.
After some time, she gave up.
She picked up the scald ointment and walked to Theodoreâs room.
She knocked and a voice answered, âThe doorâs unlocked.
Come in.
â
She pushed the door open and saw that Theodore had changed into his pajamas, and was leaning against the headboard of the bed with a thick book in his hands.
.
âWhatâs the matter?â Theodore asked, looking up from his book.
Ariana held up the ointment.
âI was just coming to apply some ointment for you.
â
Theodore closed the book he was holding and was about to decline, but Ariana stepped forward and said, âI know youâre going to say itâs unnecessary and it doesnât hurt.
But even if your leg doesnât hurt, scars will form which are irreversible.
â