Theodore looked at the torn divorce papers, suddenly realizing he wasn't as angry as he thought he would be; just a bit stunned. But as he slowly started to register that he shouldn't have reacted that way, he looked coldly at Wesley."Is this amusing to you? Didn't you see that Rose has already signed the papers?" he asked his father."So what if she signed? Getting a divorce was your idea, wasn't it? Do you think I don't know what you're up to?"Wesley's blood flowed through Theodore's veins. How could a father not understand his son's actions?"Tearing them up won't help, you're just wasting paper. The divorce papers can be printed again."Theodore was determined to get a divorce. And he hadn't even told his father that Rosalie was even more eager to get a divorce than he was.Just looking at his son annoyed Wesley, so he left the hospital room and sat down in the waiting area, staring at the entrance. After checking the time on his watch several times and pondering for a whil
"Sydney, can you promise me that you won't tell Mom about this? Her health isn't good. She won't be able to handle this news," said Wesley."So, you're telling me that the whole Spencer family knows except for Mom?"Wesley nodded. "Yeah, let's not tell her for now. I'll handle this as soon as possible.""You? Handle it?" Sydney laughed again. "You've messed up your own life, and now you want to deal with your son, daughter-in-law, and the mistress."Feeling a sharp pain in his heart at the woman's disdainful tone, Wesley's eyes flashed with determination."Just because I've messed up doesn't mean I'll allow my son and daughter-in-law to do the same. Why can't you believe that I'm different now?""You saying that is like a murderer telling a judge, 'Why can't you believe I'm different now? I won't kill again. Please don't sentence me to death.'" Sydney retorted.Feeling irritated, Wesley raised his voice, "Am I a murderer?! Even if I've committed a crime, there are degrees of sev
Seeing his wife help their son into bed, Wesley suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy that he wasn't the one being helped. Would Sydney do the same for him if he was the one who had gotten into an accident?"Mom, Dad thought I was seriously injured when he came to see me. He didn't deliberately deceive you. Don't be mad," said Theodore,who didn't want his parents' relationship to deteriorate further.Wesley's anger towards Theodore finally diminished a bit. This kid seemed reasonable and knew how to speak up for his father."It's okay, I'm used to it. He's lied to me more than once," Sydney said casually, but there were clearly hidden implications behind her words.A speechless Wesley felt like his heart had been stabbed!"Where's your wife?" Sydney asked."Rose has a stomach problem. She's been admitted to the hospital too, and needs to stay for a few days. So, don't tell her about my accident," Theodore replied."What? She's been hospitalized?" Wesley stepped forward. "Why didn't
Having come in with a bunch of interns during her rounds, Rosalie's attending physician was currently examining her. With so many people watching her examination, Rosalie was a bit nervous, but she knew this was part of the process of becoming a doctor.Every doctor had to go through this. If patients refused to let interns observe them, there wouldn't be any doctors in the world. All Rosalie could do was endure the embarrassment until the examination was over."You still need to be careful. For the next few days, don't do anything. Just stay in bed and rest well. If there's any more bleeding, we may not be able to save the baby," said the attending physician.Rosalie nodded. "I understand. Thank you, doctor."After the attending physician left with all the interns, Rosalie sighed in relief and gently touched her belly."Sweetie, Mommy will protect you. I won't let you get hurt again."Suddenly, Rosalie heard a familiar voice saying, "You were admitted because of stomach problems
"That kid was quite lucky. The car was all smashed up, but he's fine. Just a few days of rest, and he'll be okay. Don't worry," Sydney reassured Rosalie.Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. But how did he get into a car accident out of nowhere?""He passed out because he was tired. He hit a lamppost while driving last night.""What? How could this happen? Is it because of me?" asked Rosalie, growing more anxious as she thought about it."Because of you? What do you mean?" Sydney asked curiously."The night before last, he stayed with me all night and didn't sleep well.""When did he leave, then?" Sydney inquired."He left early yesterday morning. I thought he went back home to rest. If he drove while tired, it means he probably didn't get any sleep during the day either. Couldn't he have slept a few more hours? Why did he have to drive when he was tired?" said Rosalie, feeling extremely guilty."I'm sorry, Mom. It's my fault. I should have urged him to go back to s
After work, Stephanie arrived at the hospital where Theodore was admitted. As a nurse herself, she knew how to get information and was able to smoothly find out Theodore's room number.As Stephanie peeked through the crack of the slightly ajar door, she saw a woman crying by the man's bedside."Theo, I'm so worried about you. Does it hurt?""I'm fine, Cindy, please don't cry." Theodore reached out to wipe Cynthia's tears. "I told you not to come. Your health isn't good, remember? Why did you insist on coming?""It's okay. I just want to be with you. You're hurt, and no one's here for you. It's so lonely. I know you didn't tell your family because you don't want them to worry. If I'm not here with you, who else will be?"Cynthia was really good with words, knowing just what to say to touch someone's heart."You were with me all day yesterday and drove back at night. You must have gotten into an accident because you were tired. It's my fault for being so weak. If you hadn't been ta
Stephanie stormed into Rosalie's hospital room, visibly upset."Steph, how is he?" asked Rosalie, who had been waiting anxiously."You still care about that jerk? Don't you know he's living happily now?!" Stephanie snapped."What do you mean?" Rosalie frowned, puzzled. "Isn't he injured? Is it serious?""See for yourself."Stephanie handed her phone to Rosalie, so her friend could watch the video she had recorded. After watching it from start to finish, Rosalie's fingers seemed to lose all strength as the phone slipped from her hand, falling onto the bed.With Cynthia by Theodore's side, how could anything happen to him? Whenever Cynthia shed a tear, he softened. He was always gentle with that woman.In contrast, his treatment of his own wife was like a see-saw. He was sometimes sweet, sometimes cold, leaving Rosalie unsure of his true feelings. Even a brother wouldn't behave like that towards his sister."You're still worried about him, but he's doing just fine," said Stephani
Seeing Theodore, Rosalie suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity. But seeing that he was fine, she felt relieved. She didn't want to be hurt again, so she coldly asked, "Why are you here?"Seeing Rosalie's reaction, Theodore frowned. "Didn't you just get discharged? I came to see you.""Thank you," she replied politely.Theodore's irritated gaze fell on Sebastian. That man seemed to be sticking around like a persistent leech."You seem to enjoy making friends with other people's wives, Mr. Carter," Theodore remarked casually."If I'm not mistaken, Rosalie told me that you two have already signed divorce papers, Mr. Spencer," Sebastian retorted.Upon hearing Sebastian call Rosalie by her name, Theodore's eyes flashed with anger. "What did you call her?""I agreed to let him call me that." Rosalie stepped forward, pulling Sebastian behind her. "We're friends, and I'm not Mrs. Spencer anymore. Isn't it normal for him to call me by my name?"Her words implied that Theodore had no