The lost look in Rosalie’s eyes made Christopher chuckle awkwardly as he tried to remain polite. “Pardon me. Are you upset that I’ve mentioned him?”“No. It’s just that we’re divorced, and I don’t really want to talk about him,” Rosalie said.Rosalie felt a dull ache in her chest. She hardly talked to others about Theodore, and always avoided talking bad about him behind his back. Yet he kept misunderstanding her, thinking she was going around talking ill about him when she did nothing of the sort.Even now, she didn’t want to do that.Christopher nodded. “Alright, let’s not talk about him. Let’s talk about you. Do you have any siblings?”Rosalie shook her head. “I’m an only child, with no siblings.”“Oh, I see. Your parents must dote on you a lot.”The mention of her parents ached Rosalie’s heart once more. “Yeah. A pity that they passed away very early on.”If her parents hadn’t died, there would probably have been no chance of Theodore and her meeting. Perhaps all these trag
The document stated that she wasn’t their biological child, but was instead adopted.Christopher’s heart leapt, and his eyes turned somber.Rosalie returned a while later, her face pale. Christopher looked up; seeing her face, he asked, “What’s the matter? Are you unwell?”Rosalie shook her head. “I’m fine.”She was pregnant. Feeling unwell was part and parcel of everyday life.“Should I call for a doctor? You look very pale,” Christopher said, concerned.“I’m really alright. Maybe I’m just too worried about Seb,” Rosalie insisted.In face of her insistence, Christopher didn’t push the matter further.“Oh, yes. I searched online, and found information about your parents. They were hailed as heroes, and many would have been in trouble if not for them.”“They really are heroes in my eyes. It’s a pity I’ll never get to see them again,” Rosalie said. “I’m sure you were on their mind in their final moments. You’re their only biological daughter, after all.”Rosalie nodded. “Ye
Meanwhile, Theodore headed to Cynthia’s ward. The moment he walked in, he saw her hugging a pure white wedding gown with a bright smile on her face. Perhaps because she was in such a good mood, she looked to be in much better spirits.“Theo, you’re here!” Cynthia hugged the wedding gown tighter. “You didn’t lie to me. This wedding gown is so beautiful, I love it! I really want to wear it right now.”Theodore sat by her bedside, looking somber.“What’s the matter, Theo?” Cynthia asked, noticing he didn’t look too good. “Did something happen? Didn’t you give me this wedding gown?”Theodore smiled weakly. “No, it’s for you. It’s good you like it.”They were unable to go ahead with the heart transplant surgery.‘Rose would never agree to it,’ he thought. That man was way more important to her than he had assumed.“Theo, why the sour look? What happened? You can tell me,” Cynthia said. “Cindy,” Theodore said as he held her hand, “I’ll transfer you to another hospital today.”“Isn’
“Theo, I don’t want to die! I want to be your wife and live on. I don’t want to be your wife just for a few days. Save me, won’t you? Please save me!” Cynthia pleaded.She couldn’t care less about getting married to Theodore at this point. She was originally elated to hear gun promise to marry her, because she was certain she would have a new heart. Yet now, he was suddenly telling her that the heart was no longer available.In that case, what was the point of him marrying her? Even if he married her today, she might die tomorrow or the day after that!She didn’t want to use her life to bet on just a short-lived moment of having her dream come true. She wanted to live on as Mrs. Spencer and be a loving couple with Theodore their entire lives. “If I could give you my heart, I would,” Theodore said solemnly as he held Cynthia’s hand. “But Cindy, there are some things that we just can’t control.”If his heart was a match with hers, he would gladly get into a car accident and donat
One hour later, a man in a doctor’s robe appeared at the foot of her bed, wearing a mask as usual. Instead of his usual black mask, he was donning a surgical mask.“I heard that the donor heart suffered a failure. Is that true?” Cynthia asked.“Is that what Theodore told you?” Yerick smiled sardonically.“Isn’t it so?” Cynthia asked.Yerick bent forward, and said, “Whether it is true or not, I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult for the heart to be transplanted into your body.”Agitated, Cynthia said, “What should we do, then? You promised to find me a heart donor!”“I did, didn’t I? It’s just that it’s no longer available. His family refused to agree to it.”“What? His family refused to agree to it? Theo told me the donor heart suffered a failure!”“He’s lying to you. Honestly speaking, the family member of the donor is Rosalie. The donor himself is her new husband, Sebastian Carter.”At the mention of Rosalie’s name, Cynthia was thunderstruck. So it was Rosalie—and she was
Rosalie stayed by Sebastian’s side for a long time, refusing to leave. Christopher glanced at his watch, and threw a glance at Yvonne.When the two of them left the ward, Yvonne asked, “Uncle, what’s the matter?”“Take Rosalie back home for some rest. I’ll have someone watch over Seb,” Christopher said.“I’m afraid Rose wouldn’t want to go back,” Yvonne said.“Try to persuade her. Staying the night here wouldn’t help things, and would only serve to tire herself out. Make her have a good rest and come again tomorrow.”Yvonne looked doubtfully at Christopher. “Why do I sense so much concern from you for Rose? The way you look at her is weird.”Yvonne was usually rather blithe, but she had her thoughtful moments. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have seen through her brother’s feelings for Rosalie right from the start.When she saw Christopher fall silent, she pressed, “What’s the matter? Are you upset with Rose? Do you think that since she’s a divorcee, she’s not fit for Seb? I guarantee y
Yvonne sighed, and sat next to Rosalie. After a long while, she saw how seriously Rosalie was staring at Sebastian and felt a burden in her heart. If they really were cousins, their relationship right now…No! She had to get to the bottom of the matter.“Rose, have you considered the possibility that Seb might be able to hear us speak?” Yvonne said. Rosalie turned to look at Yvonne. “I wish he could hear us talk.”She truly wished so, but reality often turned out different from one’s wishes.“I don’t remember where I read about it from, but apparently, people in coma are trapped in another world where they can hear people talking to them, but they can’t respond,” Yvonne said.Rosalie leaned in close to Sebastian, and said sadly, “Seb, can you hear me talking? If you can, I want to tell you that I’ll never give up on you. I’m willing to do anything for you, as long as you wake up.”Yvonne glanced at Rosalie. “Rose, you don’t look too well.”Rosalie said, “I’m fine. It’s nothi
Yvonne passed Rosalie a change of clothes. “Do you want a shower first? Here are some clothes. Let me know if you need anything. I’ll grab it for you.”Rosalie took the clothes, and glanced at them. She didn’t need anything else. “Thank you.”“Don’t mention it at all. We’re friends.”Rosalie smiled weakly as she followed Yvonne to the washroom. Very soon, the sound of streaming water came from inside.Yvonne thought Rosalie had probably removed her clothes at this point. She grabbed a towel, approached the door of the washroom, and knocked on it.“What’s the matter?” came Rosalie’s voice. “I forgot to pass you a towel. May I come in?” Yvonne said.“Hang on, I’ll go over and take it from you.”“No need,” Yvonne said. “Go ahead with your shower. I’ll head in and give it to you. You might catch a cold. We’re all women, so don’t worry.”“Alright, then.” Rosalie didn’t reject Yvonne’s suggestion.Yvonne opened the door and walked into the washroom. Rosalie was standing under the