[Why are you nervous? The child you're carrying is his. Is he going to beat you? If he does, tell me! I'll teach him a lesson for you.][He won't beat me. He's not that kind of person.][Tsk! Look at you, rushing to defend him. But you can't even tell him about carrying his child.][I'm just nervous, you know? I don't know how he'll react.][No matter how he reacts, you have to tell him. If things don't go well, pack your things and come stay with me. What can he do? Anyway, you planned on raising the child alone from the start.][I'll tell him when I find the time.][When will that be? You've wasted enough time already! Tell him tonight. I'll prepare the bed. If he doesn't want the child or says something unpleasant, come stay with me.]Rosalie felt warm inside, knowing she had a support system behind her. Even though she didn't have parents and her aunt had left, having a loving grandmother and a friend like Stephanie made her feel content.[Okay, I got it. I'll tell him toni
"Rose," he called her name, his voice hoarse, his eyes almost spitting fire.The temperature around the two rose several degrees.Rosalie could feel her palms sweating. She saw Theodore getting closer and closer, until he finally kissed her lips.She closed her eyes, feeling his warmth. At first, she thought they wouldn't kiss again. Little did she know, his kiss wasn’t just a simple one. It escalated gradually, plundering more of her. His large hand gently lifted her nightgown.At that moment, Rosalie suddenly came to her senses. She abruptly opened her eyes, and grabbed his hand to stop his increasingly inappropriate actions. "Wait!"Theodore instantly froze, and he stared at the tense Rosalie beneath him. He withdrew his hand, cupping her face gently. "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."She was always so shy—it seemed he needed to teach her."It's not about that," Rosalie stuttered. "I... I have something to tell you. Could you...could you sit up first?"This position r
"She needs a doctor. You're not a doctor. Can you make her better by going? She's been like this so many times, and you..." Rosalie began."Rose." Theodore interrupted her, frowning. He appeared a bit impatient; or perhaps he thought she was being unreasonable. "If you were rushed to the hospital, I'd go too. It has nothing to do with whether I'm a doctor or not," he said. "You're my husband." Rosalie's emotions were getting heated. Her eyes were watery, and big drops of tears began rolling down uncontrollably. "But what is Cynthia to you? Your wife? Or your lover?"Theodore stared at her in silence for a long time.After a long time, he sighed. "You should sleep first. I'll be back soon.""No, you won't come back!" Rosalie, fueled by some unknown strength, got off the bed and hugged him from behind. "I know once you leave, you won't come back!"It wasn't like Theodore leaving had happened only once or twice. However, tonight, Rosalie's emotions were particularly intense. Sh
When Theodore heard her words, his face immediately turned cold. "If you're not willing to say it, forget it. Maybe next time."Theodore turned away coldly.Just as he reached the doorway, Rosalie suddenly shouted loudly, "There won't be a next time, Theodore Spencer! If you walk out that door today, there will never be a next time!"At the doorway, his tall figure paused for a moment. Yet, in just two seconds, it left mercilessly.Rosalie suddenly laughed. She fell to the ground heavily, laughing bitterly through her tears as she clutched the carpet tightly.Theodore didn't care about her at all. He only cared about Cynthia!"Rosalie, you idiot!" Rosalie cried as she slapped herself.She should have stopped hoping. He would always choose Cynthia. It would never change!Every time Theodore offered her hope, Rosalie would always foolishly accept it. Then, she couldn't help but comfort herself, finding reasons to forgive him, thinking that he still cared; that he was still a go
"Theo, tell me, please! Otherwise, I'd rather die on the operating table than endure this agony! I love you so much. You're my life. I can't go on without you! I really don't want to wait anymore. Let me die, and don't give me surgery!"Theodore couldn't bear to see Cynthia in so much pain. "Cindy, please don't say that. You'll definitely get better.""I won't get better, Theo. If this is how I have to live, I'd rather die. I don't want to live like this anymore. Let me leave this world! If I can't be your wife in this life, what's the point of living?"Cynthia struggled desperately on the bed, her breathing growing increasingly unstable. She was almost unable to catch her breath."I'll marry you! As long as you come out safely from the operating room, you'll be Mrs. Spencer!" Theodore declared firmly. "Really?" Cynthia looked at him incredulously, hope shining in her eyes. "Will you really marry me? Do I not have to wait anymore?""I won't make you wait anymore, Cindy. You must
Over an hour later, Rosalie opened her eyes to find a man standing beside her hospital bed.Seeing Sebastian, she thought she was dreaming. She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse. "Sebastian…? Why are you here?"Sebastian sat by her bed. "Rose, how are you feeling?""I..." Suddenly, Rosalie remembered something and quickly reached for her stomach. "How's my baby?""The baby's fine, don't worry. You were so silly, standing out in the rain like that. Luckily, you were found at the hospital entrance. What if you were somewhere else?"Rosalie pulled a wry face, feeling bitter and upset."What's wrong? What happened?" Sebastian asked, concerned.She realized he hadn't answered her question. "Sebastian, why are you here?" "I called you, and the doctor picked up. He told me about your condition, so I rushed over.""Oh, I see." Whenever she needed someone by her side, it was always Sebastian who accompanied her. Meanwhile, Theodore was with Cynthia. It was absurd.Theodore was
Sebastian helped Rosalie into the car. She was despondent and down in the dumps."Rose, where do you want to go? I can drive you there," Sebastian offered."I don't even know where I want to go."All she knew was she didn't want to go home.After a few seconds, she said again, "Can you take me to a nearby hotel? I want to stay there for a few days."Sebastian nodded. "Sure."As they were halfway there, Rosalie suddenly sneezed several times in a row. She had caught a cold, probably from getting soaked in the rain.At the hotel entrance, Rosalie unbuckled her seatbelt. "Thank you. You've really been a big help today.""It's no problem. We're friends," Sebastian said with a gentle smile.Rosalie sneezed again.Just as she was about to get out of the car, Sebastian called out to her, "Wait, you're sick. Is it okay for you to stay alone in a hotel?""It's okay, it's just a cold.""How about I take you to my place?""What?" Rosalie looked surprised.Afraid she might misunderst
"Yvonne? Why are you here?" Sebastian asked."I had a fight with Mom and Dad, so I came here to hide. You haven't told me who this young lady is yet," Yvonne said, staring inquisitively at Rosalie."She's my friend," Sebastian introduced. Then, he turned to Rosalie and said, "This is my sister, Yvonne. She's my full-blood sister, and we have the same parents."He made sure to add the last part to avoid any misunderstandings.Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, she's your sister."She had thought Yvonne was his girlfriend. That would've made things awkward."Seb, you're pretty detailed with your introduction. You never introduce me like that to others," Yvonne teased, walking over in her high heels. "Are you worried this lady might get the wrong idea?"Sebastian frowned. "Stop being cheeky. You have your own place, so why come here?""You're my brother. Can't I come to see you? Are you trying to kick me out?" Yvonne retorted."Miss," Yvonne said, as she immediately linked h