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
"Rose, if… If I told you…""Rose!" Sebastian sprinted over at lightning speed. "Rose, how are you?"Theodore took a deep breath and clenched his fists. Sebastian again! Why wouldn't he just disappear?"I'm fine, don't worry about me," Rosalie said. "Now that both of you are here, I need to make something clear. Vincent saved my life. None of you are allowed to harm him. If you hurt him, it's the same as hurting me, and I won't forgive you."Rosalie had never spoken so seriously to both of them like this.Both men were stunned by Rosalie's warning. While they were battling each other, another man appeared in Rosalie's world, saved her, and earned her protection. How could this be?Sebastian was the type to know when to stop. "Rose, don't worry," he immediately said, "I will never harm Vincent. Since he saved your life, he's also my savior. After all, you're my wife and the mother of my child."After hearing Sebastian's statement, Rosalie's gaze shifted to Theodore.Theodore sighed and
Rosalie furrowed her brows. "He hit you?"She turned to Theodore and asked, "Again?"The word "again" was cleverly used. This wasn't the first time they had fought, and Rosalie had already become numb to it. Knowing Theodore had punched Sebastian until Sebastian's face swell didn't shock her anymore.Theodore knew Rosalie would likely blame him again. He quickly explained, "That's right. I hit him, but there was a reason for it."Sebastian retorted, "A reason? Rose, I was worried about you. Although you called me, I still felt something was wrong. So, I went looking for you. I suspected Theodore might have done something to you, so I found him, and he just attacked me."No matter what, Theodore had been the one who hit him. The injuries on Sebastian's face were real. As for the fact that he barged into Theodore's house with a group of men holding weapons and pointing a gun at his head—who would know if he kept it a secret? Even if Theodore said something, what could he do if Sebastian
This was the first time Theodore had seen Rosalie scold Sebastian.He crossed his arms and stared at the two of them with a dark look in his eyes, feeling somewhat relieved.If this had happened in the past, Rosalie's first reaction would have been to defend Sebastian.Although he felt some relief, there was also a deeper concern. The reason Rosalie wasn't defending Sebastian was because of Vincent.They had been in a relationship for 11 years, yet Rosalie had unhesitatingly defended Sebastian. This showed just how much Sebastian meant to her.But Vincent, in just a few short days, had made Rosalie abandon defending Sebastian. Theodore had a bad feeling.Vincent seemed like a forceful intruder, capable of easily disrupting the existing relationships."Rose, are…are you blaming me?" Sebastian's heart raced as he widened his eyes in disbelief."If you think I'm blaming you, then yes, I am blaming you," Rosalie replied.Rosalie felt exhausted. She didn't want to blame Sebastian, but she c