Sydney threw off the covers, got out of bed, and started putting on her clothes."Sweetheart, where are you going?" Geoffrey asked."I don't have time to waste with you. Geoffrey, if it weren't for your threats, I would never have let you touch me. You know perfectly well how disgusting the things you've done are. You haven't shed a single drop of blood yourself, but you manage to make everyone suffer while you sit back and reap the benefits. Truly devious. To you, Sebastian is nothing more than a tool. You've never seen him as your son!"After getting dressed, Sydney picked up her bag, ready to leave."Sydney," Geoffrey said heavily. "Sebastian is our son, and that's an unchangeable fact. I love you, too. I've already compromised this much—even if you don't divorce Wesley, it's fine. Just spend some time with me, that's all I ask. What more do you want?"Sydney turned back around, her face full of rage. "Geoffrey, I'll tell you what I want. I will free myself from you—just wait and s
It was all his fault! He should have chased after her then. He shouldn't have let her leave alone.If he had resolutely pursued her, Rosalie wouldn't have run into trouble.How could he have let her go home alone after she came to find him in the middle of the night?One moment of hesitation had led to a grave error.With a thud, Theodore knelt beside the wrecked vehicle. "I'm sorry, Rose! I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I'm a bastard… I'm such a bastard!"He had lied to her to protect his pathetic pride, causing her pain. Once again, he had abandoned her for another woman, letting her leave on her own.He finally understood why Rosalie hated him and why she was unwilling to forgive him. He was just a bastard—a thorough and utter bastard!Every time, he hurt her feelings and even abandoned her. At first, he hurt her for Cynthia, and now it was for Aurora.He truly didn't deserve her, and he never would. If Rosalie died, he wouldn't live either.-Night fell.Rosalie had no idea what V
After a long time, Rosalie finally calmed down and realized that she was still holding onto him. She quickly let go and tidied her hair, feeling somewhat embarrassed.She had just been scared out of her wits, so she had clung to him like a lifeline.Rosalie turned and pointed at the door. "I heard strange noises from below and wanted to check it out. It seemed like there was something down there. Do you want to take a look?"Vincent dismissed her concern. "There's a lot of junk piled up down there. Sometimes things fall and make noise. It's perfectly normal.""Junk falling?" Rosalie was doubtful. She turned to glance at the door again. "But it didn't sound like that. Why don't you go check it out?""If you want to go, go ahead. I'm not going," Vincent replied nonchalantly as he walked away.Since he refused to go down, Rosalie naturally didn't dare to venture down either. Moreover, this house didn't belong to her.There was nothing more she could do. Perhaps she had indeed made a mist
In the next moment, he pounced on Rosalie like a wild beast, abruptly pinning her down on the couch with his hands tightly gripping her neck.Rosalie looked at him in terror, her heart racing from the sudden attack. Her eyes widened in fright, resembling a startled deer.She struggled weakly under Vincent's oppressive hold. She wanted to cry out, but her throat was constricted, producing only a silent gasp."Let…me…"She frantically hit Vincent's chest. Breath was slowly being taken from her.Rosalie's eyes filled with despair and helplessness as she struggled with all her might, trying to break free from his grip.Vincent's gaze quickly sharpened. Upon seeing the woman before him, he fearfully loosened his hold, guilt crashing into him like a tidal wave."It's you." Frustration welled up in his eyes.Suddenly, he scooped Rosalie into his arms, holding her tightly with one hand cupping the back of her head."I'm sorry, Youngie, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"Rosalie's neck hurt. She op
He had indeed done something wrong, but he was not a child; he was a strong and tall man. Yet at this moment, he was helpless like a child, creating a somewhat humorous contrast.Rosalie stood up from the couch, adjusted her clothes, and walked toward the dining room.When she reached the dining table and before she could sit down, Vincent said, "Wait a moment."He then pulled out a chair for her. "Please sit."After pulling out the chair, he laid a napkin for her and poured her a glass of drink.Rosalie looked at him incredulously. "What are you doing?""Eating." After saying these two words, Vincent sat down opposite her.He avoided Rosalie's gaze, as if he were trying to hide.Rosalie made Toscanian food, which Vincent loved. He had requested her to cook it for every meal.He picked up his cutlery and helped Rosalie to some food. "Eat more."Rosalie realized he was apologizing to her. Pulling out her chair, laying the napkin, and serving her food—this was Vincent's way of saying sor
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,
"I didn't mean it that way," Rosalie snapped, feeling a bit angry.If she had meant it like that, she wouldn’t have let him touch her last night, especially since she was pregnant.Without saying anything else, Theodore carried her back to the bedroom and placed her gently on the bed. His movements were tender and caring, causing Rosalie to desperately hold back her tears.As he straightened her clothes, his large hands inadvertently brushed against her belly. Rosalie's heart skipped a beat. She quickly grabbed his hand and pushed it away. Her lower abdomen was still very flat, but instinctively, she felt guilty and was worried about being discovered.Theodore paused at her actions. "What's wrong?"Was she not letting him touch her now because they were about to get a divorce?"It's nothing. I just didn't sleep well and am feeling a bit dizzy," Rosalie explained, giving an excuse."Shall I call a doctor? You don't look too good."Theodore reached out and touched her forehead. S