Anyway, since she got the ointment now, there was no reason not to use it.
Thank youâ
She expressed her thanks lightly, not probing into how he found out about her burn Opening the ointment, she applied it to her aching palm while saying, âAll in all, I didnât hurt that kid it was the waiterâs mistake at the restaurant!â
At this moment, Theoâs deep eyes seemed to lose focus. Through the smoky haze, his expression was hard to make out as he looked at her, âDid I ask you that?â
Ellinor frowned, âSo, you didnât call me over just to give me some burn ointment, did you?â
Theo didnât answer, squinting at her burned hand and the shiny diamond ring on her ring finger with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, âMs. Mendoza, youâre remarried now and still wearing the wedding ring I gave you?â
Ellinor fell silent âRemamedâ was a misnomer. She had only collaborated with him before and it was not a real marriage.
Moreover, she didnât even like the diamond ring on her ring finger.
âI wish I could take it off, but I canât remove this custom ring! If youâd like, Mr. Blanchet, you could give me some special solution to take it off right now and I would happily give it back to you. So you can give it to your future wife.â
Theo looked at her coldly and his eyes were dark as he said lightly. âNo need. My future wife doesnât need hand-me-downsâ
Ellinor was startled, then frowned.
His future wife didnât need hand-me-downs?
Did he mean he wouldnât want a second hand woman for a wife?
Was he mocking her for being touched by him and then marrying someone else?
Thinking about this, Ellinor felt very uncomfortable and retorted sarcastically.
âWhat a pity, Mr. Blanchet. Even if your future wife doesnât want second-hand goods, she has no choice. Because you yourself are a second-hand good, having been married before. Weâre all the same!â
Theo was taken aback and his face was full of anger.
His words were only referring to the ring, not her.
She misunderstood him and didnât lose out at all, she just snapped back.
Theo stared at her for a while, not bothering to argue with her. He said unhappily, âAfter you apply the ointment, leave this place and go where you belong!â
âHuh?â Ellinor was stunned again, looking surprised, doubting if she had heard wrong, âMr. Blanchet, are you saying you want me to leave?â
Theo slowly exhaled smoke, âExactly, Iâll handle things here. You donât need to stick around!â
Having said that, Theo threw away and stomped out his cigarette. He turned, opened the door, and strode out.
Ellinor stood still in the stairwell, looking down at the small tube of burn ointment, recalling Theoâs words and his attitude.
She felt very complex.
Did Theo never suspect from the beginning that she had hurt his son?
Did he call her over just to give her an out and a chance to leave safely?