Ian's eyes suddenly flickered with a trace of emotion, like a calm lake rippled by the wind.
"Yes."
He didn't say much, and when he answered, it was just one dry word. Fortunately, Thea was already used to it.
But this answer did not surprise her.
"Did Uncle tell you?"
"No." Her intense gaze made Ian inexplicably guilty, he moved his neck and looked away.
Their roles were instantly reversed, clearly, it used to be him who liked to "interrogate" like this.
"Then when did you find out?"
"Not long after you arrived here."
Back then, Thea's uncle and other family elders said they wanted to take her abroad for treatment.
So, following this clue, he quickly found her.
"So on the day I was discharged, you came?" Thea's tone was affirmative, not giving him a chance to disguise, "I saw you."
Ian: "..."
