Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Everleigh looked at her own reflection in Theodore's eyes and was very surprised. The Theodore she knew was always strict and meticulous. Be it work or people, he would never give in on the standards he expected. Everyone thought that she was strong and wanted to be the center of attention, but what they didn't know was that she never wanted any of that.

"What do you mean? Do you think I can act as if nothing had happened after all this?" She told him slowly, her voice emotionless.

She even ignored the pleading look in his eyes.

"Everleigh, I'm sincere towards you."

"Really? Can you really let go of what happened that night?" She said lightly, but the sarcasm in her eyes was apparent.

Theodore's body swayed, and grief filled his entire body. He had always thought that he wouldn't care, but when she said those words, his heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of arrows.

"What's the matter now? I thought you were very sincere? Why the silence now?" She suddenly laughed, but the sarcasm in her tone was still there.

Those were all Madison's mistakes. Did he want to atone for her sins?

Ha... The both of them were a piece of work indeed.

Everleigh felt pity for herself when Theodore stood there without budging. She then turned around to leave.

Before she could touch the door handle, her hand was grabbed.

She glanced back at the man holding her hand.

"What are you doing?"

"You are not leaving this place." His expression darkened as his grip tightened a little.

She frowned and took a deep breath, but her tone was still calm, "Why?"

"Because I said so," he said coldly. He pulled her upstairs. Everleigh struggled, but there's no way she could fight a man's strength.

Thus, she could only follow his pace.

"Theodore, are you out of your mind? It's illegal to detain a person in private, this is against the law." Everleigh tried her best to pull her hand back, but she couldn't do anything about it.

He dragged her into the room and threw her onto the bed. He stood by the door but his gaze was horrifyingly indifferent when he stared at her.

"Stay here. Someone will come and take care of you later tonight." Then, he closed the door.

She rushed over, but it was too late. She heard the sound of the door closing, echoing in her heart repeatedly.

Then, she banged on the door and shouted a few times, "Theodore, open the door! Hurry up!"

He stood at the door with a cold expression on his face. The thought of Everleigh together with Christopher lingered in his mind, and it upset him greatly.

He had no choice but to resort to this.

At the time, Everleigh faintly heard the footsteps of someone walking away. She panicked and banged on the door even more desperate. "Theodore, Theodore, open the door."

He sat downstairs on the sofa with ;his legs crossed as a lot of thoughts crossed his head. Hence, he totally ignored her shouts.

She knocked for a long time and then gave up, eventually. She looked around the room and searched for another way out.

After she took a good look of the room, she froze with astonishment.

This room was exactly the same as her room from the past. The only difference was that there were no medical textbooks on the desk.

Everleigh's thoughts flew back to seven years ago. Back then, she had secretly brought Theodore home. It was like a forbidden relationship between high school students and she was afraid that someone would find out.

It was the happiest moment of her life. She had her lover with her, her studies were going well and her father took care of her. For endless days she imagined her future with Theodore, but that eventful night had shattered all of her dreams. Her eyes turned red and tears flowed uncontrollably. She wanted to lead a good life but reality gave her a rain check, and her hope to live dimmed.

She was jarred from her reverie and she realized all the windows were installed with iron bars.

"Theodore, you are such a b*stard. You actually barred the windows." She was about to go mad. What the hell was going on?

Was she a prisoner now?

She sat on the bed in dismay, wracking her brains to find a way out. She wanted to make a call, but to her disappointment she realized that she left her purse in the car.

She felt extremely exasperated. No matter how loud she shouted, not a single person could hear her.

The sky turned dark and all the lights were still off. Then, Everleigh curled her body up and laid on the bed. She went from a worked-up state to a state of calmness; which gave her a chance to think a lot of things through.

At that moment, the door handle wobbled, and there was a sound. When the door was opened, the light in the corridor shone on the visitor. The black shadow cast on the floor stretched into the room.

"Miss Trevino, please come out for dinner."

At first, Everleigh thought it was Theodore. She looked at the person standing by the door and found that he was not more than 50 years old, and his clothes indicated that he was a housekeeper.

She jumped off the bed and ran out to the living room barefooted. Then, she saw Theodore sitting with his back facing the staircase, seemingly desolate.

Everleigh's fury was reignited gradually when she saw this. She walked out without looking back, but no matter how hard she tried she could not open the door.

"You won't be able to get out of here." Theodore's emotionless voice came from behind. She stopped tugging at the doorknob. She looked at him, her eyes filled with wrath, and one could even see flames of fire from her pupils. She could no longer withstand all this and went in front of Theodore and shouted with all of her might, "What do you want from me!"

"I said, I want to start anew with you."

"Start anew? Theodore, there is nothing left between us!" She really wanted to laugh out of anger.

Her insults had no effect on him, and it didn't hurt him as much. Perhaps he'd already gotten used to it.

He hurt her too many times, and he wanted to make up for it.

However, she obviously was unwilling to give him the chance anymore.

Everleigh knew that she couldn't leave, so she headed upstairs. She had no appetite at all. Instead, she would rather starve herself to death than see Theodore again.

He sat in his chair motionlessly as he looked at the dining table filled with her favorite food. He couldn't make out what he was feeling at that moment.

...

Christopher, on the other hand, had made an appointment with Stainley. He said that he wanted to have a drink together. Hence, Stainley knew that he had something to talk about and he agreed to meet up. "Come on, bro, order whatever you like. It's my treat."

Christopher said very generously and patted his chest in reassurance.

Stainley laughed at this sight and proceeded to order a bottle of beer. He was not very good with alcohol.

After three rounds, Christopher's face had turned a little red.

He burped and reached out his hand to pat Stainley on the shoulder, and said, "Buddy, to be honest, whatever you are doing at the moment, is not good for Everleigh."

"Why not?" Stainley turned his head around slightly, but the gentleman was gone, and what replaced it was an ice-cold aura.

Christopher waved his hand and it could be seen that he was mildly drunk.