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Ariana responded swiftly, interjecting before Tyler could speak. “We’re working on the script. His next
scene is about to begin. It’s his first time acting. He’s nervous, so he asked me to practice with him.”
“Really?” Theodore’s gaze shifted between the two, as if trying to gauge the truthfulness of her words.
Ariana appeared visibly flustered, after all.
“Sheila.”
Tyler suddenly uttered the name of the play’s heroine. Ariana was caught off guard for a moment,
before she replied with fervor, “Gifford, why have you brought me here?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFully immersing himself in the performance, Tyler gazed at Ariana with a crazed expression. “You ask
me why? Sheila, you’re carrying his baby. I’ll never allow you to give birth to this baby. You can only be
mine.”
Theodore, observing the exchange, furrowed his brow at the last sentence. He reached out, pulling
Ariana to his side. “Alright. That’s enough.”
Ariana secretly sighed with relief. Fortunately, Tyler’s convincing act had successfully misled Theodore.
“Now, I’ll head to work. Have a good rest, Ms. Edwards.” In Theodore’s presence, Tyler had no choice
but to address her formally.
“Go. Call me if you need my help,” Ariana replied with a bright smile.
Theodore cast a cold glance her way, displeased by her kindness toward the young man.
Noticing the possessive look in Theodore’s eyes, Tyler hesitated before saying, “Mr. Anderson, please
take good care of her.”
Theodore wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but Tyler seemed to be accusing him for some
wrongdoing.
Theodore was about to say something, but Ariana interrupted him at once.
“Tyler, head to the filming site now. There’s not much time before shooting starts.
See you later.” Flustered, Ariana feared Tyler might inadvertently reveal everything to Theodore.
Ignoring Theodore’s wishes, she pushed his wheelchair into the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBang! The door slammed shut. The dimly lit room was so quiet that they could hear each other’s
breathing.
‘Theodore leaned back slightly, silently studying her with his deep, ocean-like eyes.
Ariana nervously clutched the hem of her dress and offered a strained smile. “That boy is obsessed
with acting and only knows about shooting and performing. Don’t take him seriously.”
“Does he know about our relationship?” Theodore’s voice was gentle and melodious.
“Do you mean our marriage?”
He fell silent for a moment, seemingly waiting for her to keep talking.
“yes, he managed to guess it, so I admitted it.” Fearing that Theodore would be angry, she lowered her
voice and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t conceal it well. I promised to keep it a secret. It’s my fault.”