"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
Sebastian furrowed his brow. "Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault. She just showed up without warning. Even if you weren't here, I'd still want to send her away.""Do you get along well with her?" Rosalie asked. She felt that Sebastian had been a bit harsh towards his sister.Sebastian smiled helplessly. "That little brat is just mischievous and stubborn. She's always arguing with our parents. Don't feel sorry for her. You'll understand how she is once you've known her for a while.""I see.""Let me show you to your room. Follow me." Sebastian grabbed the things, and led Rosalie upstairs.They entered a very tidy and clean guest room, with a large French window offering a beautiful view outside.Rosalie sneezed again, and rubbed her nose. Sebastian immediately handed her some tissues. "I'll go get you some cold medicine."As he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and turned back. "Oh, right, you're pregnant now. It's better not to take medicine."R
It wasn't until Sebastian bumped into the door that he snapped out of it. He smiled awkwardly, and left the room.After taking a hot shower and drying her hair, Rosalie lay in bed. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her illness had worsened, turning into a cough that grew more intense as the night wore on. Although she had sipped some hot water, she couldn't stomach much of it. Wrapped in her blanket, she felt a deep sadness creep over her, perhaps intensified by her sickness.In a daze, she couldn't help but replay the images of Theodore and Cynthia together in her mind."Theodore, you bastard! I hate you, I hate you!" Rosalie exclaimed, her eyes suddenly snapping open. She noticed a man by her bedside, and her emotions immediately overwhelmed her. She threw back the covers, sat up, and threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly."Theo, why don't you love me? Why?!" she cried. "What's wrong with me? Am I not good enough for you? Is it because of my background, or
Sebastian sighed softly, then carefully laid Rosalie down on the bed and tucked her in.As he turned to fetch the thermometer, Rosalie caught his wrist. "Don't leave… Please don't leave.""I won't leave. I'm just going to get the thermometer to check your temperature."Rosalie's eyes welled up with tears. "You'll come back, right?""I'll be back right away.""You're lying to me. You won't come back. You'll go to be with Cynthia again. Every time she calls, you go to her. You say she needs you, but I need you too. Me and the baby need you!" Rosalie sobbed. "Theo, I'm pregnant. You're going to be a father...!"It should have been good news. Yet when she said it, it sounded so sad. She cried even harder."That's wonderful. I'm going to be a father," Sebastian played along, smiling tenderly."Are you happy?" Rosalie seemed incredulous. "Do you want this baby?""Of course I want this baby. It's our little one. Why wouldn't I want it?"Rosalie was confused now, so he tried to go al
Rosalie grabbed Sebastian’s hand, and placed it on her belly. Despite the clothes between them, her body was hot due to the fever. "Our baby needs his father. Promise me you won't leave me and our child. Even if you don't want me, you can't abandon your baby!"As she spoke, Rosalie seemed to drift into a haze, ready to fall asleep in Sebastian’s arms. But she was afraid that if she fell asleep, "Theodore" would leave, so she held his clothes tightly.Sebastian's tone remained gentle. "Be good and let me take your temperature.""Promise me first. Promise you won't leave me and won't see Cynthia again," she insisted stubbornly."Okay, I promise." Of course, Sebastian could promise her anything and everything. Unfortunately, he wasn't Theodore. Did that man even realize how lucky he was to have Rosalie? He didn't cherish her, and instead always felt like others owed him something.Those who tried their best to cherish someone often couldn't get what they wanted. It was infuri
The receptionist dialed Justin's room using the front desk phone, but no one picked up."I'm sorry, miss. The guest is not answering. He may not be in his room."Rosalie panicked. "Justin, where are you?""Check the surveillance footage," Rosalie immediately told the receptionist. "Please, pull up the footage. I need to see where he went.""I'm sorry, miss. We can't provide access to our hotel's surveillance footage to unauthorized persons. If you can't reach your friend, you should call the police. If law enforcement requests the footage, we will provide it to them."Rosalie hesitated. Her first instinct was indeed to call the police, but she was worried as Justin's identity was complicated.She stumbled out of the hotel entrance, took out her phone, and called him again and again.By the sixth call, Rosalie collapsed to the ground, crying uncontrollably."Justin, where did you go? Didn't you promise to wait for me? How could you lie to me? You swore! You're a liar! You never keep you
Noah was not usually a friendly person. Those who arrived late or left early would get scolded, let alone someone who skipped work without reason.Rosalie looked at him with confusion."Rosalie, don't be so tense. I want to create a more relaxed work environment. Besides, I've noticed how dedicated and diligent you are. You're a rare talent."Noah's words were not just flattery; there was sincerity in them. Rosalie's financial articles were indeed impressive, with clear and logical analysis. Her insights were professional and precise, even making predictions that later came true."Rose, if you ever have any questions, feel free to ask me."Rosalie nodded. "Alright. Thank you."After Noah returned to his office, Rosalie was still puzzled.A colleague beside her whispered, "Yesterday, there was a helicopter picking you up. Who was it?"Rosalie frowned. "No one."Yesterday, she had snuck onto the balcony, thinking that as long as no one saw her board the helicopter, they wouldn't know who
Rosalie clenched her fists and lightly pounded his chest, feeling a mix of shyness and frustration. "You're awful! How could you say something like that? Are you trying to annoy me on purpose?"She had come all this way just to confess to him, yet now he was teasing her, suggesting that she wanted to marry him just so he could get citizenship. It was infuriating.Justin had only asked that to tease her. Seeing her sulking face, he affectionately pinched her cheek. Then, he gently cupped the back of her head and pressed his forehead against hers. In a deep and tender voice, he said, "You came all the way here just to find me, and now you're talking about marriage… I don't even know how to react."It was the first time Justin had encountered a situation like this, and also the first time he had loved someone so deeply. He was a little overwhelmed."Justin, do you have any family or friends left in Melrine?"Justin shook his head. "No."To Justin, his family, his friends, and his love—t
A surge of intense emotion welled up in Justin's chest. He pulled Rosalie into his arms and held her tightly.Rosalie wrapped her trembling hands around his waist."Rose, do you know what you're saying?" Justin's tone was heavy, almost accusatory. He needed to hear her say it with certainty, not just in a moment of impulse."Justin, I love you. Don't go, okay? I don't want you to leave."Some words were difficult to say, but once spoken, they could no longer be contained.She didn't know exactly when she had fallen in love with Justin. Maybe it was from the first time they met when he shielded her in his arms, or when she learned about his tragic past and felt sympathy for him. Or perhaps it was the accumulation of moments over time—his gentleness, his kindness, the way he cared for and protected her. In this seemingly cold and ruthless man, she saw goodness, and she couldn't help but fall for him.Now, she was sure. She wanted to be with him. The thought of never seeing him again dro
The next day, Rosalie was distracted at work, staring at the numbers on the computer screen until they blurred before her eyes.The entire morning passed in a daze.Last night, she had sent Justin a message asking for the exact time of his flight today. He told her it was departing from Vlodon Airport at 2.30 PM.It was already 1.00 PM now. A sudden wave of anxiety surged within Rosalie.She had initially decided not to see him off as she couldn't bear the pain of parting. But now, an overwhelming emotion rose within her.She couldn't let him leave.Rosalie immediately shut down her computer and hurriedly left her desk.She drove straight to the airport, calling Justin multiple times on the way, but he never picked up.The airport was vast and crowded. Rosalie had no idea where Justin was. She could only search for him based on his flight time, but no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't spot him in the sea of people.She kept calling him and sending him messages.[Justin, please
Rosalie's nose tingled, and tears fell down her cheeks uncontrollably."Justin, I don't know what to do. I'm so scared. I don't know what the future holds."Hearing these words, Justin felt as if a knife had pierced his heart. It hurt."You're right. I'm scared too. I don't know what the future will be like either, so let's just leave it at this. Stay with Theodore—your bond spans over a decade. You once loved him so much. You have a child together, while I'm just an outsider. How could I ever compare?""Justin, don't say that."If one met the right person, even a minute was enough to fall in love with them. But if it was the wrong person, even decades together wouldn't stop both people from growing weary of each other.Justin sighed. "Then what should I say? After all those years with him, does he really have no place in your heart?"Rosalie lowered her head. "I…""Rose, don't deny it. He'll always have a place in your heart."It was easier to see things clearly as an outsider. That w
Dinner was pleasant and harmonious.After the meal, the three of them sat in the living room and chatted. The atmosphere was especially warm and relaxed.Most of the conversation between Rosalie and Theodore revolved around the book she was about to write.Rosalie asked Theodore many questions, and he answered each one carefully, offering his advice. In this field, he was indeed more knowledgeable than Rosalie as he had years of experience. His insights were sharp, whether viewed from a macro or micro perspective.As their discussion grew more complex, it reached a level where others could no longer understand.Justin sat silently on the couch, watching them. Even though he didn't understand their conversation, he wasn't annoyed. His gaze remained fixed on Rosalie.It was as if he couldn't find a place in their discussion, nor did he want to interrupt. So, he simply watched them quietly.Unknowingly, time slipped away, and it was already 9.30 PM. Justin glanced at the clock.His gaze l
"It's great to hear you say that! Once I've got a draft, you'll be the first to read it. If there are any mistakes or areas that need improvement, you have to point them out," Rosalie said.Theodore nodded and replied gently, "I can't wait to read it."Sitting quietly to the side, Justin watched their interaction. For a moment, he felt that the two of them were truly a perfect match. After everything they had been through, they could still share a meal and discuss these matters. They shared the same interests and values.And what about himself? Did he and Rosalie have anything in common? He knew nothing about finance. He was just a cold-blooded assassin. Only when he was with Rosalie did he feel like an ordinary person, but in reality, his true identity was one he could never reveal to anyone.Theodore was different. He was born into a prestigious family, had a high status in society, and had remarkable knowledge.Rosalie should be with Theodore. Only he could give her the life she de
Theodore asked, "Then how do we know whether this so-called financial critic is telling the truth or not? After all, not everything is just a rumor.""Exactly! That's a great question," Rosalie replied with a smile. "This brings us to credibility and information verification. I want to clearly address this in my book and discuss how to determine the credibility of financial information, much like verifying sources on the internet. I can share methods for cross-checking company reports, financial data, and news sources."If a company is indeed facing an issue, we need to analyze the specifics—what kind of issue it is, whether it can be resolved, or if it is just a normal part of a business cycle. Sometimes, we can't just focus on a single point; we have to take a macro perspective. "It's like a person with a mole on their face—if someone isolates that mole and uses it to argue that the person is not human, that wouldn't make sense. The mole is merely a part of the person, but it doesn