When he said the word "friends", it was clearly in quotes. Cynthia knew this—no one in the world would make friends this way.Ulterior motives like these were only driven by self-interest.Cynthia suddenly burst into laughter. "Of course Theo is very important to me! You're ridiculous to think that you can get me a heart. Theo hasn't even managed it yet, but you say you can."The man took a phone from his pocket, and tapped it a few times. Suddenly, the hospital alarm blared, the sound shrill and ear-piercing.Cynthia became tense, and her face turned pale. "What did you do?""Nothing, just playing with the alarm. Listen to how nervous people outside are."He stood up, and straightened his coat. "It seems you truly love Theodore, Miss Zeller. You don’t doubt his sincerity at all. In that case, we can't be friends—though I admire you. Love is more important to you than your own life. It’s commendable. Maybe when you get to the underworld, the King of Hell will show you mercy."
"Unless what?" Theodore asked."Theodore, tell me honestly. Do you want to save me?" Cynthia asked."Of course I do! Cindy, I only hope for your good health. I’ll do everything in my power to help you." He genuinely wanted to save her."Then why can't you find a heart?" Cynthia thought about what the unknown man had said today. The chances were too slim, and she was terrified of dying. She didn't want to perish alongside Rosalie—she wanted to live well, to send Rosalie to hell, and to live happily ever after with Theodore. She wanted those wretches to not be able to rest, even in death."Hearts are the scarcest and hardest to match in the transplant database. Why do we have to wait?" Cynthia said anxiously. "You can look elsewhere!"Theodore frowned. "What do you mean?""Theo, aren't there some underground businesses?" Cynthia's eyes were filled with anxiety and expectation at the same time. "Since certain items can be traded on the black market, then hearts can too! It won
"Maybe some people would sacrifice themselves for their families to get money. There must be some," Cynthia persisted.Theodore shook his head helplessly—he had nothing more to say.Seeing Theodore's cold reaction, Cynthia became anxious. "Are you saying you're not willing to help me find one?"She took the moral high ground. "Do you not care about me anymore? You seem to be blaming me, as if I'm one of those criminals! But even if I don't buy it, others will, and those shady industries will still exist!"Theodore had never heard Cynthia say something so irrational.He was furious. It was like someone justifying buying a bride by saying that even if they didn't buy, others would, and the human trafficking would continue.Wasn’t it true that without demand, there would be no harm?Human nature was so despicable.Theodore suddenly didn't want to talk to Cynthia anymore.Suppressing the pain in his back and his anger, he said coldly, "You need to calm down. Don’t contact me f
Cynthia cried hysterically, to the point it was tragic. She held onto Theodore's arms tightly, pressing against his injured back. Theodore frowned, and let out a muffled groan. Cynthia, in her intense crying, didn't hear his discomfort."Theo, forgive me. I’m sorry. I won't say such things again. I'll wait patiently, even if I can't get a heart. Please forgive me this time, I'm begging you!"Suddenly, she clutched her chest. It was hard for her to breathe, and she fainted in Theodore's arms."Cindy!" Theodore grabbed her chin and shook her face, then turned and shouted, "Doctor!"-The doctors worked hard to save Cynthia. Later, she was too weak to cry anymore, so she just lay quietly on the bed. The medical monitor beeped steadily. Theodore stood by the bedside, sighing helplessly.He had indeed said some harsh things, but considering her situation—so young and facing death—it was understandable that she would be afraid and therefore spoke without thinking.Cynthia slowly o
Rosalie planned to go to another city to give birth in secret soon. Before leaving, she wanted to spend more time with her grandmother. Thus, she went to visit Rebecca the next day.Rebecca frowned slightly upon seeing her. "Rose, why are you here again?""Grandma, what do you mean by 'here again'?" Rosalie pouted unhappily. "It sounds like you're tired of me. Didn't you say that no matter what, I'm your granddaughter? Don't you love me anymore?"Rosalie said this on purpose; in reality, she wasn't upset at all. She didn’t think that her grandmother would be annoyed by her as well, and was just being playful.Rebecca smiled. "How could I not love you, Rose? I'm just worried about you being tired from all that running around.""I'm not tired." Rosalie sat beside Rebecca, holding her arm. "Visiting you makes me especially energetic and happy!""Oh, Rose! There’s a reason I love you so much," Rebecca said, satisfied."Grandma." Rosalie cautiously rested her head on her shoulder, no
However, if she really did that, things would only become more complicated.She and Theodore were already divorced, but she was now suddenly pregnant with his child. Meanwhile, Cynthia was about to marry into the Spencer family. The scenario was so absurd that it was unimaginable.The only way to simplify things was for her to silently give birth to the child alone. This way, the problem would be solved."Rose, do you hate Theodore?" Rebecca suddenly asked.Rosalie was startled, then sat up straight. "Grandma, why are you suddenly asking me this?""Answer me first. Do you hate him?"Rosalie flashed Rebecca a small smile. Her gaze was calm as she said, "Grandma, I don't hate him.""Really? He made so many mistakes and hurt you so much.""Yes, he hurt me, but it’s not wrong to not love someone. If not loving someone is a mistake, then we’re all in the wrong. We can't love every single person in this world.""You’re always defending him, and you never put yourself first. You’re t
Rebecca said, "Don't blame her."Rosalie nodded. "I won't, Grandma. I don't have any reason to hold a grudge against her. I think Mom’s quite lonely, too.""Yes, she’s rather pitiful. If I could turn back time, I wouldn't have let her marry Wesley. It's also my fault. But I asked you not to blame her not because she is pitiful, but because she had another reason for being harsh to you."Rosalie was puzzled. "Grandma, what do you mean?""When she was harsh to you, what did you see?""I..." Rosalie was confused. "I just saw Mom being harsh to me."Rebecca chuckled, and raised her hand to flick Rosalie’s forehead. "Silly girl. I mean, what did Sydney's harshness result in?"Rosalie rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit dazed from the flick. "It resulted in..." She thought for a moment, and then tentatively said, "It resulted in Theo arguing with her.""That's right," Rebecca said. "You finally got it.""Theo argued with his mother to protect you. Think about it! Why would Sydney,
"Isn’t it impolite? What if she gets angry?" Rosalie said worriedly."She should be feeling more sad than angry now," Rebecca said. "She needs comfort. Actually, there are many things I want to talk to her about, but she's not close to any of the Spencers right now. Since you and Theodore are divorced, you and Sydney have many similarities. So if you go, she won't be angry with you.""Grandma, I don't know what to talk about with Mom.""Do you not want to go?" Rebecca asked. "If you don't want to, it's okay. I won't force you.""It's not that," Rosalie explained. "I just...don't know what to say.""Don't be nervous." Rebecca patted her hand. "Once you're there, you'll know. You don't need to say grand things or a lot of comforting words. As a woman, just speak from the heart."Rebecca's simple words enlightened Rosalie. "I understand, Grandma."Rebecca didn't have Rosalie stay for lunch. Before lunchtime arrived, she had already sent Rosalie off to have lunch with Sydney.Actua
The enraged roar of a man who had lost all reason echoed throughout the entire room.Rosalie no longer had the strength to argue. She merely sneered and said, "Because Justin was worth it. I wanted to be with him. But you…you disgust me."At this moment, it seemed the only way she could retaliate against Sebastian was through words—to trample on his pride as a man.Sebastian's breathing grew rapid and heavy. He clenched Rosalie's wrist tightly, his teeth grinding together in fury."You bitch! You wanted to sleep with him, huh? Then I'll remove all traces of him from you bit by bit until there's nothing left! Then, you'll be my slave, mentally, physically, and emotionally!" he yelled.The latter half of the night was another storm of torment.Rosalie had no idea how she had survived. All she knew was that Sebastian had been like a wild beast that was completely out of control. She had almost died.Yet, as she hovered on the brink of death, all she could think about was that maybe
He was smiling, yet his eyes carried an unmistakable sense of menace."Do you know what Theodore is doing right now?" Sebastian lifted the blanket off Rosalie's body.The moment she heard Theodore's name, Rosalie's eyes widened in alarm. "What are you trying to do?""What am I trying to do? Are you scared now?""Sebastian, I've already given up on Theodore! The one I loved was Justin, but you killed him. Are you planning to go after Theodore now too? Will you only be satisfied after killing every man in the world?"She was afraid that Sebastian, in his madness, would really go after Theodore. Even if Theodore was prepared, being targeted by a lunatic was incredibly dangerous.Theodore was in the open, while Sebastian was in the shadows—who knew when the latter would strike and take the former's life?"And what about your son? Do you not love him anymore?" Sebastian continued."Sebastian!" Rosalie screamed. "Don't you dare!""Yes, that's it!" Sebastian laughed. "I thought you had comple
Rosalie despised him, cursed him, yet at this moment, she uttered the word "laughable"—and that infuriated Sebastian more than anything else."I'm laughable?" Sebastian laughed and stood up, gripping the bloodstained dagger in his hand. "Rosalie, I've sacrificed so much for you, and in the end, all I get in return is the word 'laughable'?"Rosalie no longer had the strength to argue with this madman. She turned her head away, refusing to look at him.Sebastian's hand trembled as he gripped the hilt of the dagger. "Good. Very good."He walked to the bed and unshackled her handcuffs.Rosalie was still weak. She barely managed to push herself up from the bed. She wanted to rush to Justin's side, but before she could, Sebastian grabbed her and held her in his arms."Let go of me! Let me go!" she yelled. "What's wrong? Weren't you the one who claimed to fear nothing?""Sebastian, after everything, what more do you want? My life is worthless now—if you have the guts, just kill me!"
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