Chapter 8

Rosalie frowned, seeming a bit impatient. "Do you need something else?"

She was clearly innocent and heartbroken because of her husband. However, her husband's friend was treating her as if she were the one having an affair.

"Sharing a table? A handsome man and a beautiful woman, one dressed to the nines and the other in a sharp suit, just happened to both come to this restaurant alone. Then, there just happened to be no seats, so you shared a table. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Sebastian stepped forward to explain, "I really don't know this lady. You're misunderstanding the situation."

"I wasn't talking to you. Shut up!" Caleb said bluntly.

Sebastian remained calm, his expression unusually cool.

"You're very rude," Rosalie said with a deep frown. "Believe it or not, the facts remain the same."

"That's easy to say! Rosalie, do you even know that Theo's... " Caleb paused and glanced at the man next to him. "Do you have something else to say?"

Sebastian smiled and politely excused himself, "Sorry, I'll be going now."

Before leaving, he glanced at Rosalie again with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

"Caleb, I know you've always disliked me. Think what you want,” said Rosalie. She turned to leave, not wanting to defend herself further.

"Theo drank a lot last night, you know?" Caleb said to her back.

Rosalie halted and turned around. "What?" But she suddenly remembered something. "Yeah... He must have been ecstatic last night, so drinking a lot is normal."

Seeing Rosalie so composed, Caleb's brows furrowed even tighter. He wanted to explode, but she was his friend’s wife. If Theodore found out Caleb had dared to scold his woman, he would tear him apart!

"Do you want to come with me to see him?" Caleb asked.

"No need, I have other things to do."

Seeing him would only add to her sorrow.

"Rosalie, you're so heartless! You don't even care about your husband. He's been staying at my place for the past two days, drunk as hell!"

Rosalie's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean?"

Hadn’t he been with Cynthia last night? Cynthia even personally drew him a bath. They must have taken a bath together.

"I don't feel like explaining to you. He's not doing well now. If you want to see him, come with me. If you want to remain heartless, I won't stop you!"

As Caleb walked away, Rosalie noticed he was holding a bag of medicine. A bad feeling came over her and she quickly followed after him.

"Wait a minute. What's the medicine for?" she asked, staring at the bag.

"For fun," Caleb replied sarcastically.

Rosalie was puzzled. "Huh?"

"Seriously? People buy medicine for treating illnesses. Why else would I buy it?"

Caleb was grumpy and behaving like he had a huge grudge against Rosalie.

"Are you sick?" Rosalie asked.

"Not me! It's for your husband!"

Rosalie became anxious at Caleb's words. "What's wrong with him? Why does he need medicine?"

"Don't you know?"

"Is he sick?"

"You..." Caleb couldn't help but laugh. "Your husband knows your menstrual cycle better than you do, and you don't even know he needs medicine!"

"I... I really didn't know. Can you tell me about it?"

Caleb got into the car without responding to her, and Rosalie quickly got into the passenger seat.

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Caleb drove Rosalie to a high-end apartment in the city center.

In the bustling Ashwick City, an ordinary person couldn't afford a single square meter even if they didn't eat or drink for a year. However, for someone like Caleb, this was just one of his many residences.

When they arrived at his unit, Caleb entered the password and opened the door. He walked in but realized that Rosalie had remained at the entrance.

He turned around. "What's wrong? Come in."