Rosalie returned once again to the house where she and Theodore used to live.This was their former marital home, decorated according to her preferences. They had lived happily here for a year. The house remained unchanged, but the people who used to live there weren’t the same anymore.As they entered the hall, Sydney noticed Wesley sitting on the sofa. "What are you doing here?"Every time Wesley saw Sydney, he felt excited. He stood up, straightened out his suit, and stood straight. Even though he was middle-aged, he still took care of his appearance meticulously.Without exaggeration, if Wesley were to appear in a drama as a matured and handsome president, just standing there could ignite a frenzy among older women."Sydney, why are you here too?" Wesley asked.Sydney frowned, feeling a sense of foreboding. Just then, Theodore walked out. "I asked them to come."He appeared before everyone, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, a simple and classic attire that never w
"These are all Rosalie’s favorite dishes. Aren't there any that I like?" Sydney seemed a bit jealous.Theodore looked up, and said, "I don't know what you like to eat, and you've never told me. We rarely eat together." He looked at his mother without much expression on his face.Sydney stiffened.Theodore continued helping Rosalie to the food.Rosalie turned and stared at Theodore's serious side profile, feeling a wave of bitterness in her heart. Did he have a split personality? Why else would he hurt her on one moment, and then be gentle on the next? "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom." Rosalie put down her cutlery, stood up, and left the dining room."Theo, why are you so close to your ex-wife?" Sydney asked, her words carrying a hidden meaning.He gave a lame excuse. "She has helped me before, hasn't she? What's wrong with me serving her some food? It's just common courtesy." "She helped you?" Sydney asked. "Are you referring to the night she stayed up with me, lookin
For as long as he could remember, she had never said that she didn’t love him. Neither did she say that she loved him.This was in fact a mystery to him. It was his own guess that Rosalie didn’t love him and wasn’t happy.Rosalie’s heart ached. She looked up at him and stared at him silently, her gaze sorrowful. Then, with a slight smirk, she asked, “Don’t you find yourself hilarious for asking me that question now? What exactly do you want?”“I want to know what you feel about me. I want the truth.” Theodore rested his palms on both sides of her face, circling her in his arms as he drew her. He was much taller than she was, and had to bend his neck down low to be near her. “So, tell me now. What exactly do you feel about me? I want the truth.”Theodore didn’t understand Rosalie, and she didn’t understand him either.They didn’t understand each other. There seemed to be a barrier that urgently needed to be broken, but there was a fear in doing so. Keeping things like this woul
Theodore’s grip tightened with each passing second, but slowly, he started to release his grip over her shoulders.“Do you really want me to cut off all ties with her?”“This isn’t a matter of what I want. I simply raised a condition. Whether you can do it depends entirely on you,” Rosalie said. She knew Theodore would never be able to do it, which is why she said it in the first place. She did it to shut him up. She would never tell him her true feelings and what she was hiding from him.So what if she told him all that? He would still turn around and look for Cynthia, and she would once again be reduced to a pitiful worm without any secrets to herself.Theodore looked intently at the woman right before him. His lips neared her cheeks and his hot breath caressed her skin, and he said hoarsely, “If I cut off all ties with her, will you be with me again?”Rosalie gripped the hem of her shirt tight. She felt rather nervous, and turned her face away to avoid the hot air he was brea
Rosalie stared at him in silence.What else did he want her to say? Did he want her to go crazy and yell at him uncontrollably? Would having a woman he didn’t love go crazy for him make him feel superior?Theodore’s arms fell to his side. He took a few steps back, widening the distance between them, his eyes looking morose.He said in a low voice, “Bring those secrets you refuse to tell me to your grave. You’re right. Even if you told me the truth, it wouldn’t change anything.”Rosalie clenched her fists, feeling anger rise in her chest. She felt like a fool being toyed by him, letting him have his way with her. He gave her hopes and then dashed them so heartlessly, sending her straight to emotional hell. He was always like this, toying with her feelings and then pretending to be innocent.That was Theodore Spencer, a man she had loved for so many years.Rosalie raised a hand, and slapped him. She slapped him hard.Theodore felt his cheek go numb. He rubbed his cheek gently wi
Seeing Theodore staring at Rosalie in silence frustrated Sydney. She looked straight into Theodore’s eyes, and said harshly, “Just speak your mind!”How infuriating!Wesley’s heart leaped as he looked at Sydney in surprise. He suddenly felt as agitated and emotional as a super fan meeting his idol face to face.So cool, so domineering—he loved it!He suddenly had a strong urge to be dominated and controlled by her.Who knew that Wesley Spencer, so smartly-dressed and with an air of authority to him, would have desires for such vices.Despite being bound by rules of morality in society, man’s deepest animal instincts and desires would at times still rear its ugly head.Some would desire to whip others, while others might desire to be whipped.Rosalie suddenly realized that Sydney and Theodore didn’t seem to be in dire need to bond. Their relationship as mother and son seemed to have become very natural.Whenever Sydney scolded Theodore, she didn’t seem the least guilty about he
Sydney rested both hands on the table, her fingers intertwined. “If you want to avoid creating trouble, you should get married secretly and not openly invite your father and I to the wedding, and even ask your ex-wife to be the bridesmaid.”Sydney wasn’t usually good-tempered, but this time, she was speaking to Theodore very patiently.Although sometimes, the calmer the surface of the sea, the stronger the undercurrents.“She can choose not to be the bridesmaid, I’m not forcing her. I’m just giving her an option.”His cold tone made Rosalie clench her fists. All the more she didn’t want to stay here a second longer.“Mom, I’ll make a move first. Have a nice chat.”“Wait,” Sydney said as she turned her head. “Let’s head back together later.”“But Mom…”“Sit down.” Sydney pointed to a chair next to her.Rosalie furrowed her brows.“Sit down,” Sydney repeated herself.Rosalie sighed before acquiescing.She couldn’t be bothered to look at Theodore, and instead pulled out her ph
“I’ve always felt guilty for not fulfilling my responsibilities as a mother when I was younger and failed to be by your side. I admit, I don’t have the right to reprimand you. I’m not slapping you as your mother this time, but as Rose’s mother, to protect my own daughter.”Tears welled up in Rosalie’s eyes. She was very touched and completely caught off guard that her mother-in-law, whom she had no blood relations with and barely even knew until recently, would do something like this for her.Rosalie found herself very tragic at times, a failure in both her love life and marriage. Yet other times, she found herself very blessed in other areas. When she was in tears and in misery, when others mistreated her, there was always someone watching over her.Theodore rubbed his cheek gently with his fingers, and suddenly smirked. “Mother and daughter indeed. Each of you slapped me once. Do you feel great about that now?”Sydney was furious to see Theodore smile even under such circumstance