Escape from Mr. Whitman (Emma and Theodore) novel Chapter 201

Reverse psychology.

But Sebastian didn’t fall for it for a second.

He just laughed behind Emma, his tone light but laced with meaning. “A real man’s duty is to protect the one he loves most—not abandon her when things get dangerous.”

Emma let out a cold, almost mocking laugh. “You’re wrong. Mr. Whitman is a real man. Today, he protected the one he truly loves.”

Truth was, she’d never been the one Mr. Whitman loved—not even close. If she’d once tried to fool herself, clinging to pride and pretending for the world’s sake, now there was nothing left to hide.

Theodore squeezed his eyes shut, pain etched across his face when he looked at her again. “Emma, please don’t say that. I had no choice…”

“Oh, no choice?” Emma’s voice was sharp. “No choice when you got cozy with another woman? No choice when you paraded around with her so often even the kidnappers mistook your priorities? No choice when you had to pick between your wife and someone else—and you immediately chose the latter? Mr. Whitman, I’d really love to know how you keep racking up all these ‘no choices’.” Sebastian’s laughter cut through the air.

“That Remington guy—if you keep messing with me, I swear I’ll—” Theodore lunged at Sebastian, ready to throw a punch.

“Enough!” Emma’s voice rang out, fierce and commanding.

Theodore froze.

“How dare you come here and cause a scene?” she demanded, eyes blazing. “What right do you have to attack someone who protected me?”

“He… he’s got an ulterior motive!” Theodore spat, pointing an accusing finger at Sebastian.

“Oh, and you’re a saint, aren’t you?” Emma shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Theodore was left speechless.

Emma was deeply grateful to Sebastian for saving her life today. He had a whole truckload of strawberries to deliver back to the city, and she’d already delayed him long enough. He needed to catch his evening flight—if he missed it, his cargo would spoil.

She turned to Sebastian. “Thank you isn’t nearly enough for what you did today…”

Sebastian finally relented, nodding back. “All right. I’ll head out then. Don’t be afraid—if anything happens, call me.”

Theodore bristled with anger. “Why the hell would she call you—”

But no one paid attention to his outburst. Sebastian acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing and quietly left Emma’s room.

“Bye, Emma. See you soon,” he said with a wave.

“Goodbye, Sebastian. Take care,” Emma replied, waving back.

Their goodbyes weren’t just words—they really would see each other again in two days. Theodore, oblivious, just frowned. “So many goodbyes and see-you-soons. Hard to let go, is it?”

With that, he slammed the door shut.

Now, only Theodore and Emma remained in the room.