who?

A piercing shriek reverberated through the tranquil garden of the sprawling mansion.

Irene tumbled to the ground, her knees scraped and raw, a heart-wrenching cry escaping her lips. The intensity of her scream seemed to ignite a fire within her chest, each breath stinging as if her lungs were ablaze.

Theodore's expression remained stoic, his gaze fixed on her prone form. However, beneath that composed exterior, a surge of anger surged through him. How could she subject herself to such harm?

Without hesitation, he closed the distance between them, his presence casting a shadow over her. Standing behind her, he loomed like a sentinel.

Clenching her fist, Irene grasped at the cool strands of grass beneath her, her heart racing in tandem with his proximity. A shiver of unease crept up her spine, her senses keenly aware of his nearness. Shock and a hint of fear danced in her eyes, a palpable tension hanging in the air.

"What's the matter now? Haven't I been repeatedly told to spare those d