Chapter 229

An hour later, Thomas sent a video call to Theresa.

Theresa answered and saw Thomas with a bruised face.

She couldn’t help but laugh. “I didn’t expect Mrs. Smith to be so harsh.”

Thomas looked at her with a grievance in his eyes. “Theresa, are you done venting your anger? Can you speak for me now?”

Theresa replied indifferently, “Forget it,” and then she abruptly ended the call.

Thomas was left feeling helpless.

He had never encountered a woman as tough as Theresa.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

He hurried to answer it.

Mrs. Smith entered with a stern face and handed him an ointment.

“Mom, you still care about me,” Thomas said, trying to please her.

Mrs. Smith responded without expression. “Care about you? I’m mainly worried that if your face is ruined, Theresa won’t look at you. Once your face is better, try to develop things with Theresa! If you mess up again, don’t bother coming back home.”

‘Develop… with Theresa?” Thomas panicked a bit.

“What? Do you feel wronged?” Mrs. Smith got angry. “Let me tell you, a girl as gentle, elegant, and well–educated as Theresa doesn’t come around often. If you can’t rry her, I won’t recognize you as my son anymore.”

Thomas replied hesitantly, “Isn’t that a bit exaggerated? And besides, Theresa might not even like me.”

Mrs. Smith softened slightly, “Don’t worry. I’ve already inquired with Mrs. Austin. She said Theresa does like you. Just reform your ways, turn over a new leaf, and you’ll surely succeed.”

Thomas was baffled by her peculiar descriptions.

“Anyway, you need to take the initiative! Send her messages, ask her out more! And don’t think about deceiving me. I’ll be checking your progress daily.” Mrs. Smith warned before leaving.

Thomas was speechless.

He, left alone, sent another video call to Theresa.

“Theresa! Did you tell your mom that you really like me?”

Theresa blinked and smiled. “Yes, is that a problem?”

‘I don’t believe you for a second!” Thomas was on the verge of losing it. “What are you up to now?”

Theresa’s smile brightened, “What am I up to? Just having some fun! Oh, there’s a new movie out tomorrow that I really want to see. How about you come with me?”

Thomas immediately became wary. “No way! You’re just looking for another chance to torture me.”

“Oh? Not going? Then I’ll just give your mom a call.” Theresa threatened.

Thomas relented. “…Fine! I’ll go!”

He was almost in tears.

How the tables have turned.

It used to be him using this tactic to threaten Theresa, and now, she was doing it to him.

When both families heard they were going to see a movie together, they were ecstatic, almost ready to celebrate with fireworks.

In the cinema.

Thomas watched the horror movie on the screen, shivering in fear.

He had a secret fear of horror movies and couldn’t stand even a bit of scariness.

Now, faced with the screen full of blood, he was close to passing out.

Theresa looked at Thomas’s pale face and laughed.

So, Light wasn’t lying after all. He really was scared of horror movies.

Theresa crunched on her chips, animatedly narrating the movie to him.

Since she had booked the entire theater, she wasn’t worried about disturbing others.

ching? It’s getting excitin “Why aren’t you watching? It’s getting exciting now. Look, that guy’s bones are flying out.

–

“Wow, these special effects are impressive, Especially the brain matter they’ve made it so red and white, very realistic.

“Look, the ghost is about to appear.

“This guy is so unfortunate, his limbs got chopped off, and to survive, he’s even drinking urine.”

Theresa was thoroughly enjoying her narration.

Thomas’s face turned from pale to ashen, then back to pale again.

Finally, hearing the graphic description of drinking urine was too much for Thomas. He rushed out of the theater and headed straight for the restroom.

After throwing up, he returned to find Theresa waiting for him at the door.

‘Let’s go back and continue watching.” Thomas managed a weak smile.

Theresa looked at him with a complex expression and said flatly, “No need. I suddenly don’t feel like watching anymore.”

Thomas breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, “What do you want to do then? Just say it. I’ll consider it as making amends.”

Seeing Thomas so willing to follow her commands, Theresa suddenly lost interest.

She spoke calmly, “Thomas, we’re even now.”

She was getting bored too.

The incident in the game wasn’t really a matter of right or wrong.

It was more about a lack of destiny.

As for the arranged dates, Thomas was at fault initially.

But now, she felt she had gotten her revenge.

“Even now?” Thomas’s eyes lit up. He didn’t even dare to mention asking for a favor. At this point, as long as Theresa didn’t deliberately trouble him, he would be grateful.

Theresa smiled faintly. “We’re even.”

So, they each went their separate ways home.

But half an hour later, they found themselves sitting opposite each other in a park.

Thomas started with a hint of grievance, “You think we’re even now. But my mom disagrees.”

Theresa was even more aggrieved, “My mom disagrees too.”

As soon as they got home, both sets of parents had eagerly sent them back out.

Theresa regretted telling the lie about liking Thomas.

Now, both families were excited, almost expecting them to get married on the spot.

After a long silence, Thomas said, “Since we’re out, shall we just take a walk?”

“Alright. Theresa reluctantly agreed.

The two of them walked aimlessly along the lakeside in the park.

The wind that night was particularly gentle, softly lifting Theresa’s long hair.

Thomas glanced at her and, almost involuntarily, said, “Actually, when you’re not speaking, you do look quite gentle.”

Theresa rolled her eyes at him and then stepped on his foot. “How about now? Still gentle?”

Thomas resigned. “…I was wrong.”

They continued their aimless stroll until late into the night before each headed home.

Little did they know, what they thought was just a one–time deal to appease their parents would slowly become a routine.

Under the pressure of both families, their nightly meetings turned into a regular occurrence.

Theresa began to free up her evenings, while Thomas got used to waiting for her under her apartment building every night.

When alone, Theresa sometimes felt lost.

She didn’t like Thomas, and he didn’t like her either, so what were they doing?

Moreover, to her horror, she found herself somewhat looking forward to these nightly encounters.

“Ah!”

Theresa screamed and then called Susan, her best friend, to whom she told everything without reservations.

She had already shared with Susan about Thomas being Light and their forced daily dates.

Today, she began to vent frantically.

w, it’s not just at night “Susan, you don’t know. This stupid dating thing is seriously affecting my work… And now, it’s not just at night, whenever I’m at home during the day, my mom…

Theresa complained non–stop for half an hour.

Susan listened while reading a book.

When Theresa finally stopped, Susan raised an eyebrow. “Sounds painful?”

“It is.” Theresa nodded vigorously.

“I feel like you’re enjoying it, though.” Susan laughed. ‘Tell me, Theresa, could it be that you’ve started liking Thomas?”

Click.

Theresa hung up the phone.

Susan raised her eyebrows, an amused smile curling her lips.