The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1627

After dinner, the others went to the living room, leaving Theo and me alone to clean up the dishes in the kitchen.

It seemed like they deliberately gave us some time to talk to each other. The maid did not come over to disturb us either, and neither did Petra and Grayson.

I handed the clean plates to Theo. He dried the plates and put them in the tableware disinfection cabinet.

"Are you really going to bring Munchkin to France tomorrow?"

"Perhaps the day after tomorrow. I just realized that I have some company matters I need to handle first," replied Theo.

The way Theo replied was casual. I stopped what I was doing and looked at him with a look of disbelief. "Do you think traveling to France tomorrow or the day after is what's important to me now?”

Honestly, I was a little angry. Theo had yet to give me an explanation. Besides, he was answering my questions so casually. I could see he was not taking it seriously.

I initially thought that Theo would get impatient, but he smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I saw you like this."

He was making fun of me.

I let out a sigh of relief. I did not want to start a fight, but I could not help but feel depressed.

"Theo Grant, I told you that I wouldn't interrupt your work. Even so, I can't accept you making your own decision even though this has little effect on it..."

I could not find any words to describe my emotions.

Theo put down the dishcloth. He held my shoulders with both of his hands and said," Don't worry. I’ll never secretly do anything and leave you and Munchkin alone. I just wanted to give you a surprise today, but I'm not sure if we should travel yet."

I just found out that there'll be an international mecha competition in France this September. They're currently open for registration. There'll be some tender bidding at the venue,” said Theo.

I understood now. It was early preparation for the competition.

"Those who are interested in mecha will head there. I think it's a good opportunity." Theo paused for a moment and said, "I’ve been hesitating whether I should join the competition or not. Joining the mecha competition seems like a distraction."

Theo smiled, turned around, and leaned against the sink countertop. That was when I realized that Theo looked relaxed. He must have been exhausted for the past few days.

I imitated him and leaned against the sink countertop. Then, I said, "Your ideas sound decent so far."

Perhaps the others would not be able to understand why the owner of a film production company had suddenly engaged in the medical aesthetic industry.