"I'm sorry, Theodore. It was an accident. You can't feel your legs, anyway, so it doesn't matter, right?"

Theodore gave Jasper a cold look. His sharp eyes made Jasper tremble, and instinctively take a step back.

When Jasper realized what he had done, he immediately regretted it. Theodore was disabled now, so why should he be afraid of him?

Jasper swallowed. He wanted to go back to mocking Theodore, but the latter had grown so angry that he threw everything in front of him off the table.

“Fuck off. If you want to live another day, you'd better get out of my sight right now," Theodore barked.

"You..."

Jasper clenched his fists in anger. Why should he listen to him? Theodore's threat wasn't convincing.

They were both sons of the Anderson family, but Theodore seemed to reap all the benefits. Even when they were out, Theodore seemed to get more respect.

Jasper was ready to let all of his anger out, but Brielle tugged on his sleeve gently and shook her head. It was a reminder not to be so impulsive.

Jasper took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He knew he had to give in for now. He threw his napkin to the floor, stamped on it, and walked out of the room, pulling Brielle behind him.

The manager, who had been standing by the door, rushed in and said ina low voice, "Mr. Anderson, I will bring you some new clothes right away."

Theodore said nothing and gave a slight nod.

The door closed again, and the room was silent.

The soup on Theodore's trousers was still steaming as it slowly dripped to the floor. The colorful food particles stood out against the black color of his trousers.

Ariana picked up a towel and dabbed at the soup. She could feel the heat through the towel. She imagined how painful it would be if it had spilled onto her.

But Theodore acted as if nothing had happened.

“It's okay. I can't feel anything. You don't have to be so nervous," he said indifferently.

Ariana's hand paused. For some reason, she felt a little sad when she heard that he couldn't feel anything.

She pursed her lips and continued to wipe his trousers.

"Haven't you got a fixation with cleanliness? You'll be uncomfortable if I don't clean it up quickly."