Where did it all go wrong? Was it because he hadn't been sincere enough?Sebastian slumped, as if he had lost all his strength and hope. His fists were clenched tightly, nails digging into his flesh.No, things couldn't be this way. Absolutely not!He and Rosalie had finally reached this point, and then this Vincent guy suddenly appeared. Where did this man come from? He had disrupted his plans! Sebastian wouldn't allow it.-Darkness enveloped the entire car. The bulletproof vehicle moved steadily through the shadows. The car was jet black, resembling a silent and fearless beast, its steel body gleaming with a cold, metallic light.Inside, Rosalie held Vincent tightly in her arms, her eyes filled with deep concern.The car was filled with blood-soaked bandages.Outside the car window, the cityscape under the night sky was hazy. The tall buildings were faintly visible in the dark, like a dreamy, elusive vision.Streetlights cast a faint glow, creating fragmented, mysterious shadows.
Although Theodore had also shot at Vincent, Rosalie hadn't seen that kind of viciousness in his eyes. Moreover, when Sebastian made his move, Theodore had stopped him.If Theodore truly wanted Vincent dead, he could have easily let Sebastian handle it without interference. Considering all of this, Rosalie chose Theodore.Seeing Rosalie remain silent, Theodore pressed on, "Rose, you haven't answered my question. If you don't trust me, why did you choose me?""Please stop asking, alright? I just picked someone at random. I didn't think too much about it."She couldn't speak badly of Sebastian in front of Theodore. Besides, this was just her feelings, not necessarily the truth.Theodore took a deep breath. "Fine, I won't ask. But Rose, if he really dies, what are you going to do?""Stop saying that. He won't die. He absolutely won't die!"Theodore said nothing. Vincent was severely wounded, and Theodore didn't hold out much hope. The man was likely to die, but judging from Rosalie's react
Seeing Rosalie covered in blood, even though it wasn't her own, Theodore was shocked. He immediately carried her in his arms and prepared to leave."What are you doing? I want to stay here! I have to wait for him!""Rose, the surgery will take a long time. Let me take you to wash up first. Once you're clean and changed into fresh clothes, you can wait here for him. When he wakes up and sees you then, he'll feel at ease, okay?"Rosalie bit her lip and nodded. "Alright."Theodore found a VIP room for Rosalie. The room was unoccupied. He had someone bring over a set of clean clothes for Rosalie.The person delivering the clothes was still on their way.Meanwhile, Rosalie continued to cry.Theodore held Rosalie in front of the sink, his arms wrapped around her from behind. He turned on the faucet and used a towel to wipe her hands and face."Be good and stay still. Let's clean off the blood. It'll be gone soon.""Theo, there's so much blood… He lost so much blood. Has he lost all of it?" R
Rosalie felt light-headed. "Theo, my head hurts so much. I really want to sleep."Theodore's eyes were filled with helplessness and sorrow. He knew that she must be exhausted, both physically and emotionally.He gently stroked her face. "It's alright. You can sleep. I'll take care of everything else.""Theo, he can't die! He's my savior! If it weren't for him, I would be dead. It was so terrifying when those men captured me. They wanted to hurt me. He risked his life to save me. He even took a bullet for me. Please don't let him die!" Rosalie said weakly, her eyes full of tears as she pleaded with him."Alright," Theodore held her tightly, whispering into her ear. "I won't let him die."Rosalie slowly closed her eyes.Theodore sighed and kissed her forehead. "Rose, what should I do with you?"She was so heartbroken over another man, but he had to go along with her and promise her that man wouldn't die.Theodore knew he had no right to ask Rosalie for anything. He and Rosalie were alrea
Theodore's clothes were completely soaked.Later, he simply took off all his clothes and washed himself alongside Rosalie.Afterward, he dried Rosalie's hair and body with a towel, and then carried her back to the ward. He placed her gently on the bed and covered her with the blanket.Rosalie lay on the bed, her body wrapped in the soft sheets. The moonlight filtered through the window and illuminated her delicate, sculpted face. Her skin was as white as snow and exuded a natural glow, as though every inch of her was a masterpiece carefully crafted by an artist. Her long, curled lashes were clearly defined. Her lips were full and alluring. Slightly upturned, it radiated charm.The night was quiet, and the atmosphere in the room was peaceful and warm. The faint light accentuated the warm tones of the room, creating a dreamy, almost celestial ambiance.Theodore gazed at Rosalie, his gaze full of deep affection and obsession. His eyes shone like stars, flickering with intense emotion. Ev
She parted her lips slightly, exhaling trembling breaths.Theodore's breath, buried in the crook of her neck, became increasingly hot and heavy.Suddenly, a faint voice came from her lips. "Theo, has Vincent's surgery been completed?"Theodore's body stiffened. Just as his passion was reaching its peak, he heard Rosalie utter another man's name. He felt a pang of guilt and pain.He stared into Rosalie's closed eyes, noticing she was still asleep—or perhaps half-asleep—not fully conscious of what was happening.Yet, even in her half-dreaming state, she still thought of that man. Even while asleep, she was concerned for him.Theodore suddenly felt like a scoundrel. How could he take advantage of her like this at such a vulnerable moment?She was already suffering enough, yet he still hurt her.It was so hard. How many men could control themselves when faced with their beloved woman lying naked in front of them?Theodore closed his eyes in pain, a tear slipping down his cheek and falling
She quickly looked down at her body, and noticed that she was fully dressed. Her clothes were neat and tidy. Theodore was also fully clothed."Last night… What happened last night?" she asked."You fainted, so I carried you here to rest. You were in a deep sleep," Theodore explained, concerned that she might be scared.Rosalie looked at her clean clothes, and asked, "Did you change my clothes?"Theodore silently looked at her, thinking about how close he had come to doing something disgusting to her the night before. He felt regret and guilt. He didn't even dare to meet her gaze. Looking away, he said, "I had a female nurse change your clothes."Rosalie let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like it was just her imagination; she had felt someone kissing her from head to toe. Maybe it was just a dream."Were you with me all night?" Rosalie asked."Yes," Theodore responded softly. "I stayed here because I was worried about you."Rosalie found it odd and was about to ask another question, b
Rosalie was frustrated.Theodore lowered his eyes, looking somewhat dejected. "Fine, go on. I'm listening."He wanted to hear what she had to say. This man clearly had ill intentions."He asked me to stay with him for a week, but it was just to cook for him and clean up. Nothing else. He didn't harm me. He was just lonely and wanted someone to keep him company."Rosalie turned to look at Justin through the glass and spoke softly. "He had a sister, but she died. That's why he treated me like a sister. It's not like you think."Upon hearing Rosalie's explanation, Theodore still felt that this man wasn't a good person, but hearing that he hadn't hurt Rosalie, he let out a sigh of relief."What are you going to do once he wakes up?" Theodore asked."Of course, I'll take care of him and help him get better. After all, he saved my life. I owe it to him.""He saved your life, so you're worried about him. What about me, Rosalie?" Theodore grasped her arm and couldn't help but say, "When you we
Wesley looked at Yerick, who was kneeling on the ground, and his heart ached.He painfully closed his eyes, wanting to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to speak the words at the tip of his tongue."Mom, why did you die without telling me who my father is? Were you afraid I would hate him? I did hate him, but now I'm all alone. How I wish I could find my real father. Even though I'd be angry at him, I think I would forgive him, as long as…as long as he's willing to accept me as his son."Wesley opened his eyes, a flicker of hope flashing in his gaze. Finally, he released the emotions he had been holding back. "Yerry, I'm your father."Yerick turned to look at Wesley, his eyes wide with shock. "What did you say?"Wesley crouched down, knelt on one knee, and held Yerick's hand tightly. "I am your biological father. I'm sorry for only telling you now, Yerry.""You're my biological father? Why… Why you? You're my godfather!" Yerick's expression was one of disbelief."Yerry, tha
Yerick drove, taking Wesley away from the house.It was only then that Wesley realized the place Yerick had brought him to was desolate, with only a small house in sight. The area was so remote that there were no streetlights."Yerry, why did you buy a house here?" Wesley asked."It's quiet. I like it," Yerick replied."It's quiet, alright, but it's so isolated and with no shops nearby. Did you live here before?" Wesley asked."Godfather, this is just a place I come to when I want to clear my head. Plus, with a car, it's easy to go anywhere," Yerick explained.They had been driving for about ten minutes, but through the car window, Wesley still hadn't seen any other residents. It felt eerily silent.After a while, the car came to a stop. There were lights here now, but they didn't seem like public streetlights."Godfather, let's get out. My mom is just ahead."Wesley got out of the car, and the two of them, holding flowers, walked down a small path in front of them.Wesley looked aroun
After Theodore calmed down, he looked up and said toward the door, "Someone, come in."The bodyguard walked in. "Mr. Spencer, how can I assist you?""Contact my father and tell him I have urgent matters to discuss. Ask him to come over.""Understood."The bodyguard immediately went out to make the call. After a while, he returned, saying, "Mr. Theodore, I couldn't reach Mr. Wesley. His phone is turned off.""Can't reach him?"The bodyguard nodded. "Yes. His phone is switched off.""Keep trying. Call the company, call his home. We need to find him."Theodore suddenly had an ominous premonition.-Wesley slowly opened his eyes, smelling a faint floral fragrance.He sat up from the bed and turned his head to see a diffuser nearby. It was letting off a swirling mist. Feeling a bit dizzy, and he glanced at the unfamiliar surroundings.He got out of bed. Where was this place?Just then, the door opened, and Yerick walked in. "Godfather, you're awake.""Yerry, where are we? Didn't we just hav
"You make it sound so easy. How do you know Sebastian wouldn't do such a thing? Do you know what he did to me? He tried to kill me several times! Do you think he will treat my son any better?"Theodore shoved him away and staggered.Justin quickly supported him, saying, "I know Sebastian isn't a good person, but this child isn't just yours. It's also Rose's. He loves Rose very much. He wants to be with her, so he wouldn't be stupid enough to harm Steve.""What if…""What if he really harms Steve?" Justin immediately said. "Don't worry. I'll tear Sebastian to pieces if that happens, and I'll give my life for it!""Give your life for it?" Theodore scoffed, "Do you think you can handle that?"Justin helped Theodore back onto the bed. "Just watch the video first."Justin turned to leave."Where are you going?" Theodore immediately asked.Justin paused at the door and turned back, saying, "I'm going to bring Steve to you.""Wait a moment." Theodore called out to him."What is it now? If you
Loving someone was inherently painful, especially when one didn't realize one's feelings at the start. It was only after losing the person that one woke up to the truth, but by then, the loss was final and irreversible.Things had already happened, and no amount of pain could bring back what was lost."Justin, what are you still doing here? Are you here to watch me suffer? Get out! Go! Tell Rose I will settle this with her. I'm not done with her. I will fight for custody. Steve is my child. I will take him home!"Theodore's heart was filled with hatred."I'm looking for Rose too, but I can't find her. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to you," Justin replied.Theodore froze. "What did you say?""Do you really think I came here to show off? I came because Rose's gone. If I could find her, I wouldn't have come to you. I tried to reach you before, but you were in surgery. Now that you're awake, I need you to get your emotions in check. What I'm about to tell you is even bigger than the fact
If the mysterious pregnancy and DNA test reports still left him with some doubts, hearing Justin's words in person—that Steve was indeed his son—completely erased any lingering suspicion. What replaced it was an overwhelming pain.Theodore had once wondered what it would be like if Steve were his son. He had even wondered if Steve could possibly be his son.However, thinking back to everything that had happened between him and Rosalie, he became afraid. He was afraid that if he thought too much about it, he might just be deluding himself. What would he do then?After all, when they met in Melrine, he had seen Rosalie, Sebastian, and Steve eating together at a restaurant. Theodore had watched as Sebastian and Steve interacted like father and son. His first instinct was that Rosalie and Sebastian had a child together.And Rosalie hadn't denied it. She had implicitly accepted it, which led Theodore to believe that Steve was indeed Sebastian's son.Theodore thought about his interactions w
Justin's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. He lowered his head and saw the papers that had fallen at his feet. He bent down and picked them up.Upon seeing the contents, he asked in surprise, "Where did you get this from?""You're asking me?" Theodore sneered. "Justin, are you the one behind this? Are you deliberately causing trouble by sending these things in Rose's name?"The more Justin listened, the more confused he became. Suddenly, he noticed an envelope on the nightstand. He picked it up and, upon seeing the sender's name, glanced back at the report in his hand."This definitely wasn't sent by Rose.""Not sent by her? Then where is she now? I can't get through to her phone. Tell her I need to see her. I want to talk to her, especially about Steve. I need to know if he's Sebastian's child or mine. I want to do the paternity test myself!"Whether the contents of the mail were true or not, Theodore was determined to investigate this matter personally. He had always assumed St
Theodore thought he was dreaming.His hands were trembling as he held the documents. He repeatedly examined the pregnancy test report and the DNA test report.The result showed that Steve was his biological son.What on earth was going on?The pregnancy test report was from a year and a half ago, but the DNA test report was from just a week ago.How could this be?"Mr. Spencer, are you alright?" The assistant noticed Theodore's abnormal behavior and was somewhat concerned. He didn't dare look at the contents of the documents, as this was Theodore's mail."My phone. Where's my phone?" Theodore asked."Mr. Spencer, your phone was destroyed in the car accident. I'll get you a replacement.""Wait. Give me your phone. Quickly!""Okay." The assistant immediately handed his phone to Theodore.Theodore knew Rosalie's number by heart, of course. He quickly dialed it."Sorry, the number you've dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."Was her phone turned off?The mail showed it
But what difference did it make? Theodore felt nothing for Cynthia—at most, just guilt."Theo, I'm not asking to be with you again, but I hope that I can see you often. That's all I want. As long as I know you're alright.""I just want to be alone for a while. Please leave," Theodore replied weakly. "Can I still visit you?"After a moment of silence, Theodore said, "Maybe in a few days. I just want to be alone now.""Alright, I'll give you some space to calm down. I'll visit you again. I hope we can still be friends. Oh, by the way..." Cynthia took a small gift box from her bag and placed it on the bedside table. "This is a gift I made for you.""What's this?" Theodore asked.Cynthia opened the box to reveal a red braided bracelet."I made this for you. Can I put it on you? It'll keep you safe and bring you good health."Theodore was indifferent. "Do you really believe in this kind of thing?""Theo, whether you believe in it or not, it's still my sincere wish. I spent the whole night