LURGARD.
I was finally happy, because for the first ti since Theresa returned into our lives, things between us had actually felt...smooth and natural.
She had spoken to without glaring daggers at every second, and even though she still acted stubborn, there was sothing different earlier in my office.
And the fact that we had almost kissed...I clicked my tongue instantly at the mory.
Damn that phone call.
If not for it, I would have definitely claid those lips again.
A faint smile spread across my face unconsciously as I leaned back against my chair.
Wasn’t this a sign already?
The Moon Goddess herself must clearly be on my side, because Theresa responded to , her body responded to .
The way she trembled when I touched her earlier wasn’t fake, and I knew it, I had felt it.
I chuckled lightly under my breath, running my fingers through my hair slowly.
Maybe it was finally ti. Maybe I should stop hiding things from her and just tell her the truth already.
Tell her we were mates, and I am sure she would instantly be delighted. There was no need to fear rejection anymore.
The thought alone sent satisfaction coursing through my veins.
I could openly claim her, and I would keep her beside every single second and make everyone understand that Theresa belonged to .
Especially my brothers.
My smile widened instantly as I imagined the look that would appear on their faces, especially Leonard’s face—he would definitely lose his mind from anger.
And Lawrence?
That fool would probably start another fight imdiately.
But honestly, could they even bla ?
Not at all.
The Moon Goddess probably looked at the three of us and realized I was the best option for Theresa.
The only one capable of handling her properly.
The thought made laugh softly again.
"I can share anything with my brothers..." I muttered quietly to myself before my expression darkened possessively. "...but not Theresa."
I inhaled deeply and finally pushed those thoughts aside before returning to the inner office.
The mont I sat down, I buried myself completely in work. There were too many things demanding my attention lately.
Company projects.
Pending etings.
Bernard’s sudden appearance and most importantly—Theresa’s divorce.
That bastard Alex still refusing to let her go irritated beyond words, but it didn’t matter, soon enough, everything would be settled.
I practically zoned out of my surroundings as I worked through docunt after docunt, signing papers and reviewing reports without pause.
Ti blurred quickly.
Minutes beca hours before I finally leaned back slightly and rubbed my temples tiredly.
Only then did I lift my gaze.
My brows furrowed instantly.
Theresa wasn’t in the office anymore, her desk was empty and even her bag was gone.
I blinked once, montarily confused.
When exactly did she leave?
I clicked my tongue softly.
"She probably went back to Lawrence’s office," I muttered under my breath, irritation flickering briefly through .
Honestly, I wished she could just remain with permanently—no rotation, no switching offices, just mine alone.
’Soon she will.’ Lu’s deep voice echoed through the mind link instantly.
And imdiately, my lips curved upward into a satisfied smile.
"Exactly," I said out loud, my mood brightening again almost instantly. "Soon."
I grabbed my bag from the table and stood up from the chair happily because soon enough, everything would fall into place.
I headed straight to Lawrence’s office imdiately after leaving mine.
Theresa had to leave with us.
No matter how much she acted annoyed around us, I still wanted her close, especially after what happened earlier in my office.
The thought of her going ho alone irritated for so reason.
The mont I pushed the office door open, I realized Theresa wasn’t there.
Instead, Leonard was already inside with Lawrence, both of them packing up their things like they were preparing to leave for the day.
My brows furrowed instantly.
"Where is Theresa?" I asked curiously, glancing around the office again as though she might suddenly appear.
Lawrence looked up imdiately.
"Isn’t she with you?" he replied, but I didn’t miss the edge hidden beneath his voice.
I almost clicked my tongue in irritation.
The jealousy radiating off him was painfully obvious.
And honestly, wasn’t he being ridiculous?
He was the one who had pinned Theresa inside the elevator and kissed her like a madman earlier.
I still hadn’t dealt with him properly for that stunt.
Yet here he was acting territorial again.
"She isn’t," I answered shortly before exhaling softly. "Let’s just wait a little longer. She would co back so we can all leave together."
Neither of them replied imdiately.
The atmosphere suddenly beca tense.
Leonard remained unusually quiet, though the cold expression on his face said enough already.
anwhile, Lawrence looked restless, like he wanted to storm out and search the entire building for her.
I leaned against the desk slightly, trying to remain calm.
"She’s probably still arranging sothing," I muttered more to myself than to them.
Minutes dragged by slowly.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Still no sign of Theresa.
My irritation slowly turned into unease.
Why wasn’t she back yet?
I finally brought out my Phone from my pocket and dialed her number.
The call rang.
And rang.
But she wasn’t answering.
I frowned deeply.
’Probably it’s on vibration,’ I thought to myself, trying not to overthink things.
But then Lawrence suddenly spoke.
"What if she’s already waiting at the parking lot?"
I blinked instantly.
Oh.
I hadn’t even thought about that possibility.
Without wasting another second, all three of us headed downstairs imdiately. The mont we stepped into the parking lot, my footsteps slowed.
Then stopped completely.
My entire expression darkened instantly.
Theresa was standing there, but with him. That sa irritating man from earlier.
Micheal.
The sight of them standing together again made anger surge violently inside . I clenched my fists tightly by my side, trying hard to suppress the possessiveness clawing through my chest.
Leonard, who had barely spoken since we left the office, suddenly asked coldly,
"Who is that guy?"
But honestly, I was too distracted to answer him. Too distracted by the sight of Theresa standing comfortably beside another man. Too distracted by the way Micheal seed relaxed around her.
My jaw tightened painfully.
Without thinking further, my fingers moved quickly across my phone screen as I dialed Theresa’s number again.
Her phone started ringing instantly, and then she ignored the call, not only that...she turned off her phone completely.
My chest tightened instantly.
Pain mixed with anger so quickly it almost left breathless.
Wasn’t she finally becoming comfortable with ?
Hadn’t we gotten closer today?
Then why was she ignoring ?
Why was she choosing another man’s company over mine?
The emotions boiling inside snapped violently and before I could stop myself, my voice rang loudly across the parking lot.
"Why aren’t you picking my calls?"
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