Ellinor snapped back to reality and looked at Theo, "Isn't that the boy your sister has a crush on? I'm just helping them out here, didn't you notice?"
Theo squinted, "Isn't that just the type of guy you used to go for?"
Ellinor was puzzled, "My type? Theo, how do you know what kind of guy I used to like?"
Theo's voice grew deep, "You've said it yourself before that you like obedient boys. Don't you remember?"
Ellinor suddenly realized and nodded, "Oh, I didn't forget; I still like that type."
He thought she would explain it to him and say something smart to dispel the awkwardness, but she just admitted it straight up. Sometimes she was way too straightforward!
Theo's eyes darkened, his jaw tightened, and he scoffed coldly, "No wonder I can't win your favor."
Ellinor fed Theo a piece of meat and said, "Theo, we all have our ideal types. At first, I was sure I wasn't yours. As adults, we have to accept the gap between ideals and reality."
The gap between ideals and reality? Theo scoffed coldly, so Ellinor had chosen him out of resignation.
Theo turned his face away in displeasure, refusing to eat the meat Ellinor handed him.
Ellinor didn't push him; if he didn't want to eat, she'd just eat it herself!
Theo stopped talking; the usually mature and steady man actually started to give her the cold shoulder.
Ellinor was helpless; knowing that he had taken time off work to pick her up, she tried to appease him, "Theo, although you're not young anymore, you're still handsome, and I really like you."
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