Rosalie turned to leave the room. There was a sharp sound as Theodore grabbed her wrist."Let go," she said, turning back to him. "I need to clean up your mess."She couldn't imagine what the scene outside looked like now. The wedding had undoubtedly turned into a farce. The bride didn't seem like someone who could tolerate such humiliation; otherwise, she wouldn't have exploded like that. There was no way this wedding was going to happen now, and the groom truly wasn't worth marrying.Even if he had fallen out of love and cheated, it was still better than claiming the stress of planning the wedding had driven him to sleep with another woman.It was too absurd and reckless. If he could use stress as an excuse to cheat before marriage, who knew what he would do afterward? So, it was probably for the best that the wedding was called off. However, Theodore had been too extreme. If it had been her, she would have quietly told the bride in private, not made such a public spectacle a
Theodore looked like a lost child, his eyes watery and pitiful. "Are you so drunk you've forgotten? We're not married anymore," Rosalie said. He couldn't behave as he used to. And she certainly couldn't, either.Theodore released her hand, his brow furrowing as he struggled to stand up from the chair, clutching his stomach and doubling over in pain.Rosalie rushed forward to support him. "I'll take you to the hospital."Theodore stubbornly shook off her hand. "No.""Why not?""No reason. I just don't want to go.""Theo, stop being so stubborn," Rosalie said, frowning. "Look at you now.""What's wrong with me?" Theodore turned his head, a sarcastic smile on his pale face. "It's just stomach pain.""You know you have a stomach problem, but you drank so much. Are you trying to torture yourself?"Rosalie was furious. This man didn't even take care of his own body, doing things he knew would hurt him. It was maddening."And what about you?" Theodore forced himself to stand str
“I am crazy! You’re the only one I want, and I don’t want anyone else,” Theodore said desperately. “Since you don’t want me, then leave!”“You didn’t want me first!” Rosalie yelled indignantly.“I’ve already apologized and admitted my mistake, but you’re not coming back to me! What can I do?” he argued.“How can I forgive you for a mistake like this? I can’t go back to you just because you said sorry!” she snapped. “At the end of the day, we still can’t be together and you don’t want me!” he shot back.Theodore didn’t care that he was acting shamelessly.Rosalie stood outside the door, her forehead leaning against the door as she sighed.She still couldn’t leave just like that. She had known him for ten years, and although things ended in a bitter divorce, she couldn’t just put down their decade-long relationship. She wasn’t a robot that could coldly adhere to its program and to whatever the program dictated.“Time can heal all wounds. You’ll slowly realize that all these don’
“Theodore, I really won’t care about you if you refuse to open the door. I won’t owe you anything even if I walk away right this moment.”However, it remained silent in the room.“Fine. Forget it if you refuse to open the door. I’ll leave and go to Seb. I’ll hug him and kiss him, and even sleep with him,” Rosalie said in a huff before turning to leave. The door opened with a bang, and a tall figure charged forward like an arrow released from a bow. Theodore hugged Rosalie tight from behind, yelling, “I won’t allow that! Never!”He was as clingy as a child, almost trying to fold her into his embrace. “I won’t allow you to go looking for Sebastian!”Rosalie struggled against his hold, and realized it was futile. She furrowed her brows. “Theo, let me go.”“I won’t! I forbid you to go!”“Theodore Spencer, what right do you have to stop me? He’s my husband!”“I just forbid it.”“It doesn’t work that way. You have no say over our affairs.”“I just want to have a say in it. I f
“Theodore Spencer, I’m really going to ignore you if you continue being like this.”“You’re angry,” Theodore said, tears in his eyes. He stepped forward, and pulled her in his embrace. “Don’t be mad at me. I was wrong.”Rosalie was speechless right now. This man was behaving unreasonably just a second ago, and now, he was apologizing. He was being so two-faced, it wasn’t like him at all.Was this what he really was like, and that she just had never realized it? Or did he completely change after the divorce? Rosalie sighed helplessly. “You told me not to get mad at you, but everything you’re doing is making me angry. Can’t you just stop it?”Theodore wiped the tears away from his eyes. He suddenly grabbed her hand, lifted it up, and held it against his cheek. “Rose,” he said, “you wanted to hit me, didn't you? Hit me, I won’t stop you.”He grabbed her hand, and hit it against his face. “Hit me hard, hit me however you like, as long as it can appease your anger.”“Theo, don
“Rosalie Young!” Theodore yelled through gritted teeth. “I dare you to!”The image was too intense—-he couldn’t take it.“Try me, and see if I dare to or not. If you die, I’ll definitely do that. I want you rolling over in your grave. You won’t have peace even in the afterlife, and you’ll be helpless to do anything. Who told you to die? Who can you blame?” Rosalie bit out harshly.“You…”Theodore lifted a hand, and pointed angrily at her. “You…you’re vicious! How could you treat me like this? Do you have a conscience?”“I do. You’re dead, anyway. Why would it prick my conscience? Otherwise, I wouldn’t have married Sebastian. No one would bother us after you die. I’ll have three children with him. We’ll form a band, and we’ll sing ‘Those Good, Good Old Days’ at your tombstone.”After a few seconds, Rosalie seemed to hear Theodore curse under his breath. She couldn’t make out what he was saying, but she could tell that he was furious.After that, he crawled up from the floor with
Rosalie furrowed her brows, and changed the subject. “What about Cynthia? How’s she doing?”She thought the mention of Cynthia, the woman he cared about, would excite him and prevent him from losing consciousness.However, Theodore turned his head, and glared at Rosalie. “She’s lying on the hospital bed with people taking care of her all day. I haven’t seen her for a very long time,” he said coldly. “Is that so? Why?” she asked. Although she really didn’t want to talk about Cynthia, she had to find something to chat about with him to keep him awake.He was Grandma’s only grandson. If anything happened to him, she would certainly freak out.“Because I miss you. I couldn’t control my emotions and bring myself to see other women,” he said. Rosalie’s grip tightened over the steering wheel. “That’s laughable. People call this being unhappy with what you have.”When he was married to Rosalie, he got himself involved with Cynthia. Now that they were divorced and he could be with
Rosalie almost dared not pick up the call, but she bit the bullet and answered it anyway. “Hello, Grandma.”“Rose, what happened? I heard about the wedding. Is it true? Theo caused trouble at the wedding?” Rebecca asked. “Grandma, things are a little complicated. I’ll explain things to you the next time I meet.”“Just tell me if it’s Theo’s fault. If it is, I’ll teach him a lesson,” Rebecca said, with a tinge of anger.“Theo was rash, but this wasn’t entirely his fault. I’m a little busy right now. I’ll pay you a visit next time and explain the entire situation in person. Don’t worry.”“Where is he right now? Why can’t I reach him by phone?”“He’s with me right now, we’re discussing some work-related things. I’m a shareholder of SK Enterprise now, after all. I have to be in the know about some things, so I’m seizing this chance to talk through things with him,” Rosalie explained.“Alright,” Rebecca said. “Have a good talk with him. Whatever it is, he has to give me a good exp