Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! novel Chapter 173

LILY...

"Mr Wilson..." The waitress formally gritted him.

His eyes gazed at her once before setting on me. One hand Inserted in pocket, Theo walked toward us. His cold brown gaze was void. It always raised a doubt in me if he was the same person I knew once. How could a person change over a night? Still, the thought haunted me every night.

"What happened here?" He asked again.

My gaze lowered as I heard the waitress describing the situation... "And so, I wanted to confirm how Miss Maeve would like to pay." She ended and my head lowered more.

I could never pay. Even if I sell myself 24 hours a day, I could not! I am broken with no chance of repair.

"Alright..." He spoke. "Give us a moment. Once my meeting with her is done, you can take out your loss." He said, shaking me from inside. Probably, this is the end of me.

"Sure sir, please have a seat." She escorted us to the previous table and waiters cleared the mess I created there.

As soon as we were seated, she asked again, "What would you like to have sir?"

"Dark coffee for me." He stated and both eyes landed on me. "Uh-I... I am fine. Just a glass of water, please."

Once the waitress left, I heard, "You did not only attempt to murder Alyssa, even brought another mess over you? Last time I stopped Ruby from sending you to jail, what about now?"

"Do you know what would happen when they finally realise you're not able to repay the loss? You'll end up in prison and your grandma..." He shrugged, leaning back.

He didn't have to complete his sentence, I know the rest well enough.

My lips parted when the waitress brought his coffee. Theodore picked up the cup and took a sip of his dark coffee, which took me back into the past again,

*** "Gross!" Theo's face wrinkled as if he is in pain, staring at the woman at the next table.

I chuckled. "What happened now?"

"How could one even taste that bitter poison? Doesn't it ruin their taste bud? I could never!" He whined.

"Come on, Theo. It's just a dark coffee." I couldn't hold the smile back.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh how much you want. Even I would like my poison sweet and not that!" He shook his head and grabbed my hand, "I can't take this anymore, let's change the table!" ***

Yeah, he used to hate dark coffee exactly so much that he even switched sits because the woman beside us ordered dark coffee. After years, the same Theo is sipping in his dark coffee with no regret.

Then again, this Theo did not fit in the description anymore and I have more on my plate than thinking about his drastic change.

"Why did you want to see me?" I asked after a brief silence.

Taking another sip of his coffee, he put the cup down elegantly. His eyes fixated on me with a low sneer plastered on his face.