Chapter 72

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