In the corridor outside the hospital room, Sydney watched Wesley's troubled expression.Sydney couldn't help but reassure him, "She'll be okay." Wesley let out a soft sigh. "Sydney, I'm really not lying to you. My mom really—""I know," Sydney interrupted. "I believe you now."Rebecca had fainted right in front of her, so she had no choice but to accept it.Later, the doctor performed a CT scan and MRI for Rebecca. When the results came in, the doctor pointed to the findings and told them, "The patient shows enlarged lateral ventricles and widened sulci, with clear signs of cerebral atrophy in the frontal lobe. The MRI also indicates atrophy in the hippocampal area."Although Wesley didn't fully understand the medical jargon, he could guess the implications."So my mom really has dementia?" he asked.The doctor nodded. "Based on the current results, yes."Wesley felt his body sway in the chair. With Sydney wanting a divorce and his mother having dementia, the double blow wa
"Good point." Rebecca nodded. "It has to be up to the young people. But I think they'll agree; I know they love each other. After all, they've known each other since childhood."Mentioning this made Rebecca smile; she was clearly looking forward to it. She yawned, seeming a bit tired."Feeling sleepy? Mom, you should lie down and rest for a bit," Wesley suggested."Alright, I'll take a little nap. Getting older really takes a toll on me," Rebecca said, jokingly."You're still young, Mom! You've got decades ahead of you," Wesley reassured her."Haha," Rebecca laughed. "I'm not counting on living that long; otherwise, I'd just be an old hag!"After a few more exchanges, Rebecca settled into her hospital bed to sleep. Sydney and Wesley stepped out of the room."I'll call Theo," Sydney said, pulling out her phone."Do you think he'll pick up?" Wesley asked, recalling the message Sydney had sent him last night, assuring him Theodore was okay. Even though Sydney was considering div
Theodore looked up at Sydney, confusion in his eyes. "What's wrong, Mom?""Weren't you avoiding her? Why do you want to contact her now?" Sydney asked."That was then, this is different now. Grandma's sick, and she needs to know," Theodore insisted; though deep down, he didn't want to admit he still cared for Rosalie and wanted to see her.No matter how she treated him and how she refused to forgive him—even though she had chosen Sebastian, he couldn't help but miss her.Sydney could see through his facade. She knew he wanted to reach out to Rosalie. With Rosalie just recovering from surgery, it wouldn't be good for her or her baby to hear about Rebecca's situation.However, she couldn't tell Theodore about her pregnancy either. If Theodore found out Rosalie was pregnant or that she had undergone surgery without him knowing, it would only bring him pain.What worried her most was that if Theodore found out about Rosalie being pregnant with his baby, both her sons and Rosalie woul
Rebecca woke up, and saw Theodore entering the room. Concerned by his haggard appearance, she immediately asked, "Theo, what's wrong? Are you sick?"The pain in Theodore's chest lingered, but he forced a smile. "Grandma, I've just been really tired these past few days and haven't slept well. But I'm fine. Don't worry."Rebecca shook her head. "I've been too strict with you. You've worked so hard, and I shouldn't have scolded you like that. You're a good boy."Her demeanor softened, perhaps due to her awareness of her own condition. "Grandma, it's alright. You being strict was good for me; otherwise, I might have become a spoiled brat.""That's not true," Rebecca said. "Theo, you're a good boy. Even if I hadn't been tough on you, you wouldn't have turned out that way. You've always been ambitious and mature for your age. I know it's because you didn't have the love of both parents, and that must have hurt you."As Rebecca spoke, her emotions began to overwhelm her."Theo, if the
Wesley sighed internally. Sydney was a good woman, and she had said that comforting lie for Rebecca's sake. Yet, even knowing it was a falsehood, Wesley felt a flicker of hope rise within him. He grasped Sydney's hand, seeking warmth from her touch. If only she could show him a bit of compassion, it would make him happy for days."Really?" Rebecca beamed at the news. "Sydney, you've finally forgiven Wesley!"Sydney approached the bedside. "Yes, I've forgiven him."Rebecca's joy was short-lived, and her expression turned serious again. "I know how terrible he was. Don't force yourself to forgive him for my sake. If you truly don't want to be with him, I will fully support you.""Mom, that's not it. I want to forgive him. He knows he was wrong, and has been trying to make amends. I want to move on and live a good life," Sydney explained.Wesley watched Sydney's back silently, feeling a lump in his throat, sadness washing over him. If only it were all true! But deep down, he knew S
Theodore stayed in the hospital room a little longer with Rebecca. Eventually, Sydney called him out."Theo, you should go home and rest," she urged."Mom, it's fine. I want to stay with Grandma longer.""I know you want to be here, but you need to take care of yourself. Look at you! Grandma's worried. She asked me to tell you to go home and rest," Sydney said gently.Theodore had lost weight, and Wesley couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the sight. "Theo, your mom is right. You should rest, especially since you were injured so badly. Don't make Grandma worry.""Yeah," Sydney continued. "Once you go back, I'll call Rose to come over.""Mom, you really think I shouldn't see Rose, don't you?" Theodore asked, his voice heavy with disappointment.Sydney sighed softly, and patted his shoulder. "Theodore, Rose has been through so much pain, and now you're suffering too. What do you think will happen if you see each other? Do you think you can get back together? If not, it'l
Curled up under the covers, Rosalie Young gently caressed her belly. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief.Thankfully, the baby was okay.When he came home last night, Theodore Spencer had wanted to be intimate. As the couple hadn't seen each other for two months, Rosalie couldn't bear to refuse him.Theodore had already woken up and washed up. He was wearing a gray custom suit that perfectly fit his tall and slender body, giving him an elegant and charming air. Currently, he was sitting in a chair with a tablet in hand. His fingers slid gracefully across the screen, exuding a hint of laziness and sensuality.Rosalie was wrapped tightly in the blanket with only her head exposed.When Theodore noticed her staring at him, he calmly asked, "Are you awake? Let's have breakfast.""Okay."Rosalie put on her pajamas, blushing as she crawled out of bed.In the dining room, Rosalie kept pushing her food around her plate as she caressed her belly with one hand. After a while, she
Rosalie lowered her head, smiling bitterly.What else could she ask for? She was sure she had exhausted all the luck in her life to get a chance to marry the man before her.Her parents were ordinary employees at SK Enterprise. They had been trapped in the control room during a fire, but had managed to shut down the critical systems before they died. Their actions prevented the release of toxic substances and avoided more casualties.The media had reported on the incident for several days straight, sharing recordings of her parents' last conversation with the outside world.Orphaned at the age of ten, Rosalie was taken in by her aunt, who was the only option available. However, the woman smoked, drank, and gambled. A year later, Rosalie’s aunt squandered all the money SK Enterprise had given the young girl to compensate for the loss of her parents.When Rosalie was eleven years old, her aunt dumped her at the doorstep of SK Enterprise.Clutching her backpack tightly to her chest,