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“Okay, okay. I understand. I'll help you find a house, but please stop crying." Sarah's heart ached for Ariana. Ariana was always calm and strong. She must be very sad and desperate if she was crying like this.

Sarah sighed. It really wasn't that easy to be the wife of a rich man.

While the two were talking on the phone, there was a knock at the door. Ariana hung up and got out of bed to answer it.

Theodore was in the doorway.

He looked his usual elegant and noble self, but his facial expression looked a little uneasy.

Ariana blinked back at him in shock. She immediately hid her surprise with a cold expression.

"What's up?”

After looking at her for a few seconds, he said gently, "Judy has prepared dinner. Go downstairs and eat."

"I'm not hungry," Ariana said with an expressionless face.

She looked a little frightening. He looked away, at a loss.

"You should still eat something even if you're not hungry. It's not good for your stomach to not eat anything."

Ariana sneered, "Are you caring about me? I'm just a guest in this house. I don't need you to care about me and I won't be needing any more meals here in the future. I'll come back once I've eaten at work."

Her tone caused Theodore to frown without realizing. He looked up at her again.

“Are you jealous or angry?"

Was there a difference? Ariana almost left just then.

What kind of question was that to ask someone? Was it not normal to be angry at such a thing? She wasn't a saint who couldn't get angry. Besides, Helen didn't deserve to be the object of her jealousy.

Ariana sneered internally but pretended to be indifferent.

"I don't understand what you're saying. I have nothing to be angry about."

“But you are angry." Theodore said this with certainty. Ariana didn't make a fuss, but he wasn't stupid, and could obviously feel her anger.