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
Theodore's voice was calm, without a trace of grievance. Compared to Sebastian, he seemed somewhat upright and just.Rosalie was truly exhausted. It wasn't the first time Sebastian and Theodore fought. The last time they fought in the restaurant, they had even ended up at the police station.Rosalie knew that their entanglement would never end no matter which side she stood on. This fight would certainly not be the last one."Theodore, Sebastian, you're both adults. You need to take responsibility for your actions. I can't do anything about you fighting. Once, twice, three times—it's always the same. What more can I do? As for who is right and who is wrong, I can't tell. If you two are determined to fight, then go ahead. Whoever starts the fight, the other should fight back. I'm not your mother. I can't clean up your mess and go to the police to bail you out every time."Sebastian opened his mouth, wanting to say something. However, he was frightened into silence by Rosalie. He could o
Rosalie was giving both of them a fair share of blame, as she didn't know exactly what had happened. She could only rely on their one-sided accounts. She had no idea who was right and who was wrong.She hoped, more than anything, that they had both misunderstood each other.Sebastian had misunderstood Theodore, and Theodore, seeing Sebastian's bodyguards with weapons, had also misunderstood Sebastian.After all, they hated each other with a passion. It was natural for extreme thoughts to arise."He really did such a thing. At that time, Aurora was also caught by him and almost killed by him."The danger Theodore had gone through was seen as a misunderstanding by Rosalie. He understood that she wasn't there, so she couldn't be sure what happened. Furthermore, both he and Sebastian had different versions of the story.However, for something Theodore had personally experienced, no matter how he thought about it, it still felt unfair.The only grievance Theodore had was that Rosalie didn't
Rosalie thought for a moment before finally looking up at Theodore."But at that time, you really did want Sebastian to die. You wanted me to donate Sebastian's heart to Cynthia."A smug smile appeared on Sebastian's face, and he let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like Rosalie believed him.'Theodore, you're just a jerk,' Sebastian thought. 'What do you have to beat me? First, it was Cynthia, and now, it's Aurora. I could pick anything you've done in the past, and you wouldn't be able to defend yourself. Meanwhile, I have a perfect image in Rosalie's heart. How can you compare to me?' Rosalie's words pierced Theodore's heart deeply. "Rose, that was in the past. It's been so long, and that matter is completely different from this one.""But at that time, you really did do that," Rosalie said. "Back then, you did want Sebastian to die. You can't deny that.""I..." Theodore truly couldn't deny it. At that time, he hated Sebastian to the core. Plus, Cynthia needed a heart transplant and
Rosalie wanted to chase after Theodore, but her feet felt like they were weighed down by lead. She stood still, unable to move.She couldn't chase after him. She and Theodore were over. She would let him hate and despise her.After all, he already had Aurora. She and Theodore were never meant to be.Sebastian walked up behind Rosalie and embraced her. "Rose, thank you for believing in me. Thank you."In the end, Rosalie had chosen to believe him. A smug and wicked smile spread across his lips.'Theodore, you're never going to win. I've never hurt Rosalie. I was by her side during her darkest times, while all you do is hurt her,' he thought.Rosalie painfully closed her eyes and forcefully pried his hands off her.She turned to face him. "Seb, did you really go to find Theodore with a bunch of bodyguards and guns? Did you really want to hurt him? Tell me the truth!" she demanded.Just now, she hadn't completely doubted Theodore.Whether she believed Theodore or not didn't matter anymore
Night fell upon the villa. The room was filled with gloom.Aurora was curled up on the bed, her body shaking as tears fell from her cheek. Her sobs resounded in every corner of the room, turning the air cold and desolate.Her face had lost its color; pale and weak, like an abandoned, wilted flower. Her eyes were red and swollen like two blood-red rubies, filled with deep hatred and sorrow.Her hair hung disheveled by her cheeks, looking like a lifeless waterfall, unkempt and sluggish."Why? Theo, why aren't you back yet?"Even if I'm just a replacement to you, you should at least pity me a little. How could you just forget about coming back after going off to look for Rosalie?"Did you find her? Are you two having the time of your lives together now?"Anger burned in Aurora's chest as her face twisted with agony.All she could feel was the helplessness of being abandoned and the pain of being betrayed. All those feelings attacked her relentlessly, breaking her spirit thoroughly
No, she couldn't die.Aurora grabbed the pills off the floor with trembling hands and stuffed some into her mouth and swallowed them, not caring how dirty the floor was.The medicine slowly took effect.She could feel her breath coming back to her. She laid back down on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling."I…I won't die. No matter what, I won't die. I'll live. Theo, I'll live till the day I get you. I can't allow you to be with that whore. She has a husband and a baby, and is still trying to seduce you. She's shameless!"She wants to hurt you and seduce you at the same time. Why would you want a loose woman like her?"Her mother is probably a cheap whore too, to give birth to such a promiscuous woman like her who has clandestine affairs with any man off the streets!"Suddenly, someone knocked on the door."Mr. Spencer, you're back!"Aurora's eyes flew open and she heard footsteps approaching her.Her heart leaped; she immediately pulled the straps of her gown down, rev
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