Rosalie said calmly, “Nobody’s perfect. Everyone has their flaws. I make mistakes, too. No matter what, we’re already divorced. We should go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other. I don’t want to end up like your parents.”The thought of his parents made Theodore’s eyes dim.“My dad was right. I ended up walking the same path he did.”Rosalie’s heart tugged. She hung her head low, and fell silent. People never learn their lesson. Many things happened in the past to prove that what they did was a mistake that would result in painful consequences, yet those who come after them continue insisting on doing the same things.Perhaps that was a wicked streak in humans, carved in their genes. The more they know it’s a mistake, the more they would choose to do it.That was the way to go, according to their logic.“But there is a difference,” Theodore went on to say. “My mother really loved my father back then, and it was precisely because of her deep love for him tha
Rosalie’s throat hurt as she nodded with great difficulty.Theodore suddenly grunted, about to collapse. She hurriedly reached out to hold him.“I’ll help you back to your room. Don’t stay here any longer,” she said. Theodore didn’t want her to worry. Together with Rosalie’s help, he mustered all his strength to stand. They returned to the room and shut the door, and neither of them came out even after a long time had passed.Anthony stole a quick glance at the door before leaving.He went to a secluded corner, and pulled his phone out to dial a number. Very soon, the other party answered the call. An old yet authoritative voice rang. “Well?”“Madam, things have become rather messy.”Anthony told Rebecca everything he saw.After he was done, Rebecca nodded and said, “I got it.”She seemed to have expected things to progress this way.“Inform me once anything happens.”Anthony nodded. “Yes, Madam Jarvis.”After hanging up, Rebecca put her phone aside and leaned back again
“Let me help you,” Rosalie said, as she made a move to unbutton his shirt.“No.” Theodore held her hand, and said firmly, “I can do it myself. I’m sure I can do something so simple myself.”He lifted his arm with difficulty, and touched the first button. However, his fingers trembled non-stop, and he couldn’t unbutton the first button no matter how long he tried. Eventually, his arms slumped weakly back to side again.He gritted his teeth, and stubbornly raised his arm in an attempt to unbutton his shirt again.Rosalie’s heart broke as she grabbed his hand. “Let me help you, please. You’re injured, and it’s normal that you can’t do such things by yourself. Don’t be embarrassed. It’s not like I’ve never seen you shirtless, anyway.”They had known each other for so long, and had been intimate during their marriage. What was the point in maintaining such boundaries at a time like this?Theodore sighed, and let go of the button. He nodded and turned his head away weakly, a helpless l
Theodore looked down, and mumbled like a child who did something wrong. “Don’t go.”He put his spoon back in the bowl with a pitiful look on his face and placed his hands on his lap, intertwining his fingers cautiously.Rosalie shook her head helplessly. She picked up her spoon, scooped some food, and brought it to his mouth. “Open up.”Theodore did so obediently, and Rosalie stuck the spoon in his mouth before going on with another spoonful of food.She took care of him like he was a child. A beautiful, tender woman coupled with a man with a piteous look on his face made for a heartwarming image.All traces of unhappiness vanished, leaving them with the pure joy of each other's presence.-Rosalie stayed there and took care of Theodore until it was past nine at night.It was getting late, and it was soon time for her to head back.Theodore noticed Rosalie checking her phone many times, as if checking the time. He looked begrudgingly at her.Rosalie slid her phone back in
She should be stopping him from leaving and helping him back on the bed, sitting by his side and showing him concern, her heart softening for him. Yet, why did she look so cold?Rosalie shrugged. “Aren’t you leaving? Why are you asking me that?”Rosalie had seen through him. He had been playing this game for so long, she would be a fool if she didn’t realize what he was trying to do.For a moment, she had thought Theodore was being serious and found him pitiful. But now, she realized that he was just putting on an act with his excellent acting chops.The two of them stood where they were, staring at each other, a wide, gaping distance between them.“I’m really leaving,” Theodore said hastily, still in disbelief that she didn’t stop him. ‘She’s so vicious!’ he thought.“Go on,” Rosalie said, being ruthless through and through. She crossed her arms and sat on the bedside, looking leisurely at him.Theodore gritted his teeth and stepped out, but she remained resolutely unmoving
Theodore had no idea why he suddenly behaved so obediently. Shouldn’t he have become more carefree and unrestrained after the divorce?As it turned out, he had much more to learn.Theodore yawned. He didn’t sleep well last night.Rosalie noticed the fatigue in his eyes. “Go to bed now.”“I need a shower,” Theodore said.“I’ll get a male servant to come help you. You can’t let your wound come in contact with water.”“You’re going to get another man to see my naked body?” Theodore said, clearly annoyed.He felt as though she was trying to push him to another man.“What’s wrong with that? It’s precisely because he’s a man that it’s appropriate for him to help you. I can’t possibly find a female servant to help you, can I?” Rosalie retorted.Theodore simply stared wordlessly at her.She finally understood where he was going. “Are you thinking…of having me help you shower?” she asked slowly. “Why not? It’s not like you’ve never done it before.”“We’re already divorced.”“So
That was clearly Rosalie’s voice.What was going on? Why was she with Theodore at such a late hour? And was she preparing his shower?Were the two of them…Cynthia’s lips trembled. They were divorced! What on earth were they doing together?! They were clearly doing something indecent at such a late hour!No wonder Theodore didn’t visit her over the past two days. He was with Rosalie!How could Theodore lie to her?! How could he use work as an excuse?!That was exactly what Theodore did before when he had been with her. He used work as an excuse for Rosalie.Back then, Cynthia was smug about what he had done. She never expected herself to be on the receiving end of everything that Rosalie went through before!Cynthia took a deep breath, and pretended she didn’t hear anything. She couldn’t panic at this point.Theodore heard the voice coming from the washroom, and guessed that Cynthia might have heard it, too.Instead of avoiding the topic, he said, “Cindy, I’m with…”“Theo, I
Theodore knew it was wishful thinking on his part.He didn’t know what was going on with him.Was it the wicked streak that was found in every man, or did he have a slight change of heart? Or perhaps he was just asking for it.When Rose stopped him from leaving and kicked up a fuss, he thought she was being unreasonable. Now that she had let go of things, his heart felt inexplicably empty.He was literally asking for it.“What’s the matter?” Rosalie asked, upon seeing Theodore in a daze. “Is there a problem?”Theodore shook his head. “Nothing. I’ll go take a shower.”He picked up his phone, and shut it off right before Rosalie.Rosalie couldn’t really figure out what Theodore was thinking right now. They were already divorced; even if he really did receive a call from Cynthia, it was perfectly acceptable for him to go to her.‘Forget it,’ she thought. Many strange things happened in this world. Sometimes, some things just don’t make sense.Theodore stood up by the bed.“Ar
In the dead of night, the room was eerily silent.Sebastian sat on the edge of the bed, completely bare, smoking a cigarette.The torn pieces of Rosalie's wedding dress were strewn across the floor. Her hands were still cuffed to the bed, and she looked disheveled.Her hair was damp with sweat, and her eyes were swollen and red. Her entire face was haggard and devoid of color, her lips bearing deep bite marks that had already scabbed over.She lay motionless on the bed in the shape of a limp starfish. If not for the faint rise and fall of her chest proving she was still breathing, she could have been mistaken for a corpse.Sebastian stood up.He walked over to Justin's body and pressed his foot against his back."Justin, did you see how I claimed Rose? Did you hear her cries? I enjoyed them so much."Sebastian's sinister smile was especially terrifying. Even Justin's blood-soaked corpse lying on the ground wasn't as horrifying as the smile of a living man."What made you think you coul
Sebastian forcefully turned Rosalie's head back."Can't bear to look?" He deliberately turned up the volume on his phone to the maximum, and a series of moans could be heard.Sebastian threw the phone aside and lifted her dress."What are you trying to do? Let go of me!" Rosalie twisted her body, struggling weakly."Of course, I'm going to cherish my bride." Sebastian smiled sinisterly. His face was terrifying, devoid of the gentleness it once held, with only cruelty remaining."Rose, I'm your husband too. You slept with Theodore, you slept with Justin—why won't you sleep with me? This isn't fair! But no matter. From now on, you're my woman, and only I can touch you. I'll be the last man you'll ever have!"Then, he ripped Rosalie's wedding dress apart."Sebastian, I'm your cousin! You're crazy!"Hearing those words, Sebastian's gaze grew even more ruthless, and he laughed hysterically. "So what? I don't care! Rose, I've long since gone mad!""Oh, right, let me tell you something." Seb
It felt like an eternity had passed.Rosalie slowly opened her eyes, her head throbbing.Her vision was blurry, and the first thing she saw was a face she knew all too well—a face she hated with every fiber of her being.Sebastian noticed that Rosalie had woken up. He smirked as he stepped into the room and tossed her onto the bed.She was still wearing her wedding dress. The voluminous skirt cascaded onto the floor as she lay there, utterly powerless, unable to move even a single finger."Justin…" She tried to call his name, but no sound came out.She was overwhelmed by anguish. It felt as if countless knives were slicing through every nerve in her body. Tears streamed down her face.A large hand gripped her shoulder, flipping her over and pinning her down on the bed.Her vision gradually cleared.Sebastian shrugged off his jacket and tossed it aside before pressing himself down on top of her. He seized both her wrists and pinned them to the sides."Rose, when we got married, we never
Sebastian handed Rosalie over to his subordinates, then pointed his gun at Justin."No!" Rosalie sobbed as she pleaded, "Sebastian, don't kill him! Please, don't kill him. I'll do whatever you want—just don't kill him, please!"Justin was already at death's door. Blood pooled around him, its bright red hue more striking than a wedding carpet. The petals scattered on the ground were stained crimson, painting a scene of utter devastation."Really?" Sebastian stepped closer to Rosalie and grabbed her by the throat before pressing his lips against hers.Rosalie struggled with all her might and attempted to bite him."Didn't you say you'd do anything to keep him alive? Then behave yourself!"His lips trailed down to her neck.Rosalie was firmly restrained by two men, leaving her unable to resist. All she could do was endure the humiliation Sebastian was forcing upon her.As long as Justin could be spared, she didn't care what happened to her. However, that sliver of desperate hope was shatt
Rosalie's trembling hands pressed against Justin's wound. She lifted her head, looking around frantically, but she had no idea who had fired the shot. The place was in chaos, with everyone already gone, leaving behind a scene of devastation.Everything had happened too fast. There had been no time to react."Justin!" Rosalie sobbed uncontrollably. "I… We need to get to the hospital. I'll take you to the hospital."She tried to lift him, but no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't move him.Justin lay in her arms, too weak to rise."Rose…" He grasped her hand. "You need to go. Don't worry about me. It's not safe here.""No! I won't leave! I'm not going anywhere!" Rosalie shouted in anguish. "Justin, you have to hold on! I'll take you to the hospital—I will!"Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to carry him on her back."Rose, listen to me." Justin's trembling hand grasped her wrist with all the strength he had left. "If I die… Don't be sad. I'll always be in your hear
Half an hour later, Rosalie leaned on Justin for support as she walked out, her legs weak."This is all your fault, Justin," she grumbled."Yes, it's my fault," he said, pressing a kiss to her cheek.Rosalie felt both frustrated and utterly in love with this man. He always sent her on a high, yet she could never get enough of him.Hand in hand, they stepped onto the red carpet, where the officiant was already waiting for them. The only people present were the staff who had set up the wedding.They had invited no one, nor did they need to. From this day forward, Rosalie and Justin would be each other's entire world.As the wedding march played, Rosalie held Justin's arm and slowly walked down the aisle. Her eyes turned red.She was about to become Justin's wife. She was so happy.Sensing her trembling, Justin gently squeezed her hand and patted it reassuringly.Their gazes locked, filled with nothing but love.When they reached the altar, the officiant looked at the couple standing befo
Rosalie and Justin's wedding day arrived at last.They had chosen a quiet location and hired a team to set up an outdoor ceremony. A long tunnel of lush green branches and fresh flowers stretched ahead, with a red carpet laid beneath. Ribbons tied to the flower stems swayed gently in the breeze, filling the air with romance.This was a wedding just for the two of them. In their eyes, no one else existed.After the makeup artist finished working on Rosalie, she admired her handiwork and said, "Miss Young, you look absolutely stunning! This look suits you so well."Just then, Justin stepped into the room. Rosalie turned her head at the sound of his arrival and smiled at him tenderly before speaking to the makeup artist. "You can go ahead and take care of other things. I'd like to have a moment alone with my future husband.""No problem, but don't take too long! Don't forget about the auspicious hour," the makeup artist reminded her with a cheerful smile before gathering her tools and lea
Rosalie's heart pounded wildly with excitement. She clutched the blanket tightly and bit her lip as she stared at him fixedly. She looked both shy and alluring.He was already handsome enough without a suit, but the moment he put one on, he was breathtaking. That tall, commanding figure, the firm muscles, the strikingly handsome face—every inch of him exuded charm."Baby." Justin roughly yanked the blanket off Rosalie.She gasped in shock, wrapping her arms around herself as if terrified. Her eyes also seemed to flash with panic. "What are you doing?"She looked frightened and inched backward, as if he were forcing himself on her.Rosalie's features lent her a soft, feminine beauty. Now, with that timid and vulnerable expression, she looked so fragile it could make anyone's heart melt.Justin finally saw through her little act.Role-playing, was it? The delicate, helpless woman being seized by a domineering, wicked man. Well, if that was what she wanted, he would play along.He grabbed
At night, after taking a bath, Rosalie leaned against the headboard, video-calling Theodore. Meanwhile, Justin was in the bathroom.Rosalie waved at Steve on the screen. "Hi, Steve. Can you see me?""Mama! Mama!" Steve reached toward the screen, wanting to hug her but couldn't.Theodore held his hand. "Steve, Mommy will come see you very soon.""Yes, Steve, Mommy will visit you soon. You will always be my precious little boy." Rosalie wished she could reach through the screen and hold him in her arms.Not being able to live with her child was painful, but at least Justin was by her side.Just then, Justin stepped out of the bathroom, fresh from his shower. He walked over and sat right next to Rosalie, shirtless. He accidentally appeared on camera.Theodore saw him and frowned slightly. He knew very well that Rosalie and Justin were now together, so it was only natural that they shared a bed. But seeing Justin sitting beside Rosalie half-naked in the video call still sent a pang through