Escape from Mr. Whitman (Emma and Theodore) novel Chapter 356

Emma stood rigid, her gaze icy. “Theodore, we’ve known each other for twelve years. Maybe, in your eyes, I’m nothing but flaws. But there’s one flaw I forgot to mention—I’m a bit of a neat freak.”

Theodore’s face went even paler. “You mean… you think I’m dirty?”

“That’s right. Didn’t I tell you before?” She remembered it perfectly—she had told him outright: he was dirty.

Didn’t he know that about himself?

A sudden wave of helplessness washed over Theodore. He couldn’t even muster the strength to deny it.

“Emma…” He reached out and grabbed her wrist, but the moment her eyes flicked down to where his hand touched her, he let go. She found him repulsive—unclean.

He still blocked her path. “Emma. I have to ask… Is there any chance for us to start over?”

She paused, her voice low. “Only if we could go back to when we were sixteen.”

Back then, she was a girl with nothing but love for Theodore—nothing had happened between them, no one else had come between them.

But now, all the money Theodore had could buy a thousand things, except the one thing he wanted most: a way to turn back time.

Desperation was all that remained in his eyes.

When Emma finally moved to leave, he didn’t stop her. The driver, waiting outside for too long, had come into the Wellness Center to fetch her.

Well, “driver” was just a polite word; with that build, he was obviously her bodyguard.

Theodore lowered his voice as she passed. “Emma, I don’t agree to the divorce. You’ll have to take me to court.”

She paused mid-step. “Understood.”

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