Theo rolled his lips inwardly as he struggled to prevent himself from flashing a cunning smile.
"Y-Yes, Sir."
He pretended to care as he took the teacup from the dining table, not forgetting to take a few steps back before he trotted towards the blond and whispered under his breath, "Mr. Ryota, let's hurry upstairs!"
Nothing but an understanding nod came from Ryota. His partly confused gaze reluctantly glued at Sean as he climbed the stairs, feeling restless as the thought of Nolan trying to persuade his husband into divorcing him and taking another mate crossed his mind.
Not a word escaped his lips that had subconsciously curled in disappointment. Lots of bad things inevitably flooded his mind as his dull eyes fell into dejection.
What if he lost Sean and Ciara? What would he do without them?
Would he still be able to find a reason to live?