A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo) novel Chapter 162

Once he finished tending to her wounds, Theo took out a pair of brand-new cotton slippers and gently placed them on Sierra's feet.

One side of the slipper had a plush star, and the other a soft, fuzzy moon.

Sierra's eyes lit up as she looked at them. "Uncle Theo, these slippers are so cute."

Her eyes sparkled like a crescent moon, catching the soft glow of the night. Theo watched her quietly, a faint, nearly imperceptible smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"I saw them and immediately thought of you."

His voice carried through the night, imbued with the crisp chill of late autumn—low and husky, as if it could settle deep into one's soul.

A ripple of emotion stirred in Sierra's chest, breaking the calm. "Thank you," she whispered.

"In the future, don't force yourself to wear shoes that don't fit."

Theo's dark gaze lingered on her, his words carrying an unspoken message. Before she could respond, he wiped his hands with a wet tissue and moved to the driver's seat.

Sierra turned to him, her expression earnest. "Uncle Theo, thank you for today."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Theo murmured as he turned to look at her, his eyes flickering with a hint of unspoken frustration.

She froze, realizing he was asking why she hadn't told him about Benson forcing her into marriage. Under his intense gaze, she instinctively lowered her voice.

"I didn't want to trouble you," she murmured.

"Did you not want to trouble me, or were you afraid I'd propose to you in public instead?" Theo leaned in, his dark, unwavering gaze fixed on her, analyzing every flicker of her reaction.

Feeling the weight of his stare, Sierra grew uneasy. She lowered her head, biting her lip lightly.