Chapter 64

Isabella gasped and staggered back a few steps. She blinked up, stunned. "Theo? You're... you're back?" The last thing she'd expected was for Theodore to show up right now. Did he know she was rummaging through his study? Was that why he was standing there, blocking the door like that? He stared at her with those intense eyes, like he could see right through her. The look made her throat go dry. She nervously clenched the hem of her dress, trying to steady herself. She'd already put everything back where it belonged. And she'd checked when she came in—no cameras, no bugs. Still, now that she was face to face with him, her nerves were shot. "I-I just wanted to borrow a book or two," she stammered. "But honestly, I don't really get any of the ones in here." She took a step toward him, hoping to latch onto his arm like usual. But before she could, Theodore casually stepped aside and walked into the study. His eyes quickly swept over the room. Then he turned to look at her. "Since when did