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“Also, Rose did indeed throw water at Cynthia. Don’t worry. It was just cold water. But I suppose that even cold water would make you feel unbearable pain, wouldn’t it?” said Sydney, her voice dripping with

sarcasm.

“Mom, don’t push me!” Theodore’s gaze grew increasingly darker.

“What did I do? I’m just stating the facts. It’s you who’s not listening. to the truth. Did you even listen to Rose when she tried to explain why she splashed water on Cynthia? No, you only listen to everything. Cynthia says.”

Cynthia started crying in bed. “Aunt, I know it’s my fault. It’s okay if you blame me, but please don’t make things difficult for Theo, okay? If you have any issues, take them out on me.”

“Shut up! Was I talking to you? You kept quiet when I asked you to speak, but you’re so eager to interfere when it isn’t your place. Don’t think I don’t know you’re trying to sow discord!” snapped Sydney.

“That’s enough!”

Theodore grabbed Sydney’s arm and pulled her out of the hospital room. Rosalie, who was still standing outside the room, quickly stepped forward when she saw her husband treating his mother so roughly.

“She’s your mother. If you can treat her like this, how far are you willing to go for Cynthia? You’re losing control!” Rosalie reprimanded.

Theodore was no longer the man she knew. He had changed. Was it Cynthia who had changed him, or had he always been like this and Rosalie just hadn’t seen it clearly?

“Me? Lose control? You all seem to have become victims now. But the one lying in a hospital bed is Cindy, not you!” Theodore sneered.

“So, whoever’s lying in bed is the victim? This world is so simple, huh? That’s something new I learned today.” Sydney grabbed Rosalie’s arm. “Rose, go home. Lie in bed and be miserable, as though you’re at death’s door. Let’s see if your husband will worry about you like he does for Cynthia.”

“Mom, no need for that. It’s not worth fighting for a man in such a way,

said Rosalie.

“Yeah, it’s not worth it. We have so many other things to do. Why

waste time on a man? Only women who can’t live without a man will cling to them every day. Rose, let’s go.”

Sydney pulled her daughter–in–law away. Theodore didn’t stop them. Them staying here would only add to his annoyance.

After taking just a few steps, Sydney suddenly turned back and said, Theodore, think for yourself and figure out why everyone wants to pick on Cynthia. By the way, Cynthia isn’t happy about the assets you were planning to give Rose in the divorce.

“If you don’t believe me, you can ask her yourself. Tell her you’re willing to give half your assets to Rose and see how she reacts.”

The two women left. Once they were far away from Theodore, Rosalie couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. She didn’t sob out loud but just silently let the tears fall. Sydney didn’t stop her. When one feels like crying, one should cry. It was even more uncomfortable to keep it bottled up inside.

Rosalie didn’t cry for too long. After a while, she wiped away her tears, acting like nothing had happened.

“Mom, why did you come to the hospital?” she asked.

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“Theo called me too, asking about what happened at lunch. From his tone, I knew he would come here and cause trouble for you.”

“Mom, thank you for coming to help me. I really didn’t know what to do just now,” Rosalie said as she gently touched her belly and wondered why it was so hard to raise a child..

“Maybe you should really divorce him. Set a time to sign the documents and make it official. If you both agree to keep it secret, Grandma won’t know, and you can pretend to be a married couple in public. Once the marriage is over, he won’t be able to do anything to you in the future,” Sydney suggested,

Seeing her mother–in–law being so calm and rational, Rosalie couldn’t help but admire her a little.

“I understand. I’ll talk to him about it when he calms down.”

No matter what she said now, Theodore wouldn’t listen anyway.

Sydney nodded. “Do it as soon as possible.”

Then, she drove Rosalie back home.

Meanwhile, Theodore was still at the hospital with Cynthia. She c a lot, but he didn’t stop her, instead just sitting in a chair by her b lost in thought. When she noticed that Thedore wasn’t comfort her, Cynthia realized there was no point in continuing to cry and finally stopped.

Hearing that her crying had subsided, Theodore glanced at her. Feeling better?”

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Still upset, she said, “Theo, I’m sorry. I caused you to argue with yo family.”

“I don’t think Rose knew that my mom invited you to lunch. She wa there because she had been invited too. My mom invited both of yo separately, so you might have misunderstood,” Theodore explaine

Cynthia’s heart thumped. Was Theodore defending Rosalie? Did h not believe that his mother and wife would team up to bully her?

“…”

Cynthia’s hands clenched into fists under the blanket. Since Theodore had explained the other two women’s actions, she couldn’t directly speak ill of them, or he might end up thinking badly of her instead.

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Cynthia bit her lip and said, “Theo, I was surprised when I saw Rosalie there because I thought your mother had only invited me. After what happened, I thought they might have planned it together.

“Honestly, I don’t know what really happened, but I did feel wronged. Even your mother can’t deny how she humiliated me in the restaurant. Why did she want to see me if she doesn’t like me?”

“Then, tell me, why did Rose splash water on you? What happened

before she did that?” Theodore asked.

Cynthia suddenly felt uneasy. She knew exactly what happened, but she definitely couldn’t tell Theodore the truth.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Did you y something to her?”

Theodore frowned, a hint of unease in his eyes. Had he

misunderstood Rosalie?

“We had an argument. We were talking about you, and things got a bit heated. Women are always a bit emotional, you know,” Cynthia said pitifully.

It was better to say that she and Rosalie had argued over Theodore, leading to the water incident, than to tell him the truth.

Theodore fell silent. Cynthia’s words seemed to make sense. But didn’t Rosalie dislike him? Why would she argue with Cynthia because

of him?

Could it be that Rosalie harbored some resentment towards Cynthia because she and Theodore were ultimately still husband and wife? Did she not necessarily need to love him to argue over him?

He thought back to the fights he had with Rosalie previously. If he could argue with her, then it wasn’t surprising that Rosalie would argue with Cynthia.

Theodore sighed and gently patted the blanket covering Cynthia. ” Okay, I understand.”

The incident at lunch was probably just a farce. He just hadn’t expected that his mother would do such a thing one day. He thought. his mother had already distanced herself from the Spencer family’s affairs, and that his parents were still together only on paper.

“Theo, I’m afraid your relationship with the Spencer family will be damaged because of me. I don’t want to cause a rift between you and

them. Then, I’d be the guilty one,” said Cynthia.

“Sorry, Cindy. I apologize on their behalf.”

Since Rosalie and Sydney refused to apologize to Cynthia, he, as their husband and son, had to do it.

“Theo, you know that I’ll never blame you. As long as I know your heart is with me, that’s enough. I’m not afraid of any grievances. Even if the whole world hates me, I’m okay as long as I still have you.”

Cynthia’s eyes reddened with tears, making her pitiful appearance. seem especially heartbreaking.

“Cindy, I have another question,” Theodore said.

“What is it?”

“If I had nothing, would you still want to be with me?”

Cynthia looked at him in confusion. “Theo, why are you asking this?”

“Answer my question first.”

“Don’t you trust me? What do you take me for?” Cynthia was a bit angry. “Did I get together with you because of your status? How could you think that of me?”

Cynthia’s words, coming from a moral high ground, successfully made Theodore feel guilty.

But he persisted, saying, “Cindy, that’s not what I meant. But you know, my family really likes Rose. If divorce her, I might lose. everything.”

Cynthia was stunned. “Are you saying you’d be left with nothing?”

When Sydney said those words at lunch, Cynthia had thought it was just talk. How could the Spencer family leave Theodore, their only heir, with nothing? But now, hearing the same thing come directly from this man’s mouth left her feeling afraid.

“That day might come. Grandma really likes Rose. If she finds out I want to divorce her, she might strip me of my inheritance. Since she controls SK Enterprise, she might even give the company directly to

Rose.”

Theodore’s voice was calm, without a hint of regret or worry. He

stated it calmly as if it didn’t matter to him even if the company was given to Rosalie.

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Cynthia’s mind was in turmoil, but she kept her emotions in check as she protested, “Theo, that’s so unfair to you. You’ve worked so hard. You’re the only heir of the Spencer family. They shouldn’t treat you like this! Even if Rosalie is good, she’s not a Spencer.”

“Cindy, I don’t care about inheritance. It’s all the hard work of my grandfather’s generation. I was just lucky to be born into it. If they really don’t give it to me, it’s fine.” Theodore sighed softly. “But if I lose everything, you’ll suffer with me. So, you should consider this question. If that day really comes, I won’t demand that you stay with

me.”

Worked up, Cynthia sat up in bed. “Theo! Why would you say such things? I’m not afraid of hardship. As long as I can be with you, I’m willing to do anything. I don’t care if you have money or not.

“I’m just defending you. Even though you were born into a privileged family, you worked hard too. Without you, SK Enterprise wouldn’t be as successful as it is today. How can they treat you unfairly because of a marriage?”

Cynthia was truly scared. She did love Theodore, but if he was real

really left with nothing, then marrying him wouldn’t make her the esteemed Mrs. Spencer who commanded respect.

She would be too embarrassed to show her face in front of her own. family. She had planned to make a triumphant return to the Zeller family, making them all jealous when she walked in holding Theodore’s hand. But now, he was telling her that he might lose. everything, and it would all go to Rosalie?!

“Cindy, don’t get worked up. I already said I don’t care. You don’t need to feel like it’s an unfair situation for me. Unless, you actually won’t want to be with me anymore if I lose everything,” Theodore said.

“It’s not like that.” Cynthia hurriedly grabbed his hand. “Theo, even if

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you don’t care, I feel sorry for you. You’ve sacrificed so much for the Spencer family, and now they want to treat you like this for Rosalie. It really hurts me.”

Afraid he would misunderstand, she continued, “But if that day really comes, it’s okay. As long as I can be with you, I’ll be happy no matter what. Just being able to see you makes me feel blessed.”

It wasn’t the end yet, so she couldn’t panic. She wouldn’t let Rosalie succeed.

“Okay, it’s late. You should sleep now,” Theodore said, gently pressing Cynthia down onto the bed and tucking her in.

When Sydney and Rosalie arrived at the younger woman’s home, she got out of the car and said, “Mom, you could stay the night.”

“There’s no need. I’m used to living alone. You go back and rest well,” Sydney refused.

Rosalie coughed a few times.

Having heard her daughter in law cough a few times during the drive, Sydney reminded her, “Drink some hot water when you get inside. You may have caught a cold. Try not to take medicine and get plenty of

Test.”

Rosalie nodded. “Okay, I got it. Take care on your way back.”

Since it seemed that the older woman really didn’t want to stay, Rosalie didn’t try to convince and headed inside, straightening her coat. It was late at night, and the weather was chilly.

The butler greeted her, “Madam, you’re back.”

“Why are you still awake, Anthony?”

“I saw a car coming in and thought it might be you or the master.”

Rosalie smiled wryly. “He’s not coming back. You should go to bed. soon.”

Rosalie coughed a few times into her fist and went upstairs. Back in her room, she coughed even harder under the covers. She had caught a chill.

Earlier, Theodore had dragged her out while she was still in her

pajamas. Though he had given her a coat, she had only put it on when they arrived at the hospital. Getting sick happened in an instant.

Anthony came to her door with medicine and a cup of hot water.

“Madam, have you gone to bed?” he asked politely, though he knew she was still awake because he could hear er coughing.

“Did you need something?” Rosalie asked.

“Madam, I heard you coughing, so I brought you some medicine and hot water. Take the medicine and then go to sleep.”

Soon, Rosalie came to the door, her face looking a bit pale. She took the medicine and water from Anthony.

“Thank you. You should rest early,” she said.

Anthony nodded and left.

Rosalie closed the door and returned to her room. She only drank the hot water but didn’t take the medicine. Because she was pregnant, she couldn’t take medicine unless it was absolutely necessary.

Back in his room, Anthony was about to go to sleep when he received a call from Theodore.

“Do you need anything, sir?” the butler asked.

“Has Rose returned?”

“Madam is already back and in her room.”

“That’s good. How did she look?”

“Madam has been coughing. I just gave her some medicine.”

“What did you say? She’s sick?” Theodore sounded worried.

“Yes, she may have caught a cold. She didn’t look well when she came back.”

Before Anthony could finish speaking, the call was already

disconnected.

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Rosalie’s head was pounding, and she felt terrible. Her throat was sore from coughing, but she felt a persistent itch if she didn’t cough. There was nothing she could do but endure the discomfort.

“Cough! Cough!”

Coughing so hard, Rosalie didn’t even notice when the door to her room opened. It wasn’t until she felt the bed sink down that she jumped in surprise and turned to see Theodore sitting on her bed.

“W–why are you back?” Rosalie asked.

Theodore raised his hand and gently touched her forehead, then took out a thermometer and tried to put it in her mouth.

Rosalie quickly pushed his hand away. “What are you doing?”

He raised the thermometer and motioned with it. “Checking if you have a fever. Open your mouth.”

Rosalie sat up and said, “Weren’t you accompanying Cynthia? Why are you here?”

She didn’t want to see him right now!

“Are you still mad at me?” asked Theodore.

Rosalie’s expression suggested that she hated him to the core. It would be a lie to say she wasn’t angry. Her heart was filled with resentment towards him.

“Would I dare to be mad at you? Go back to Cynthia’s side so you don’t have to see a malicious woman like me and feel upset!”

Upon hearing the word she used, a sudden pang of pain struck the man’s heart. She had taken everything he said in anger to heart.

While Theodore was at a loss for words, Rosalie started coughing again. He quickly pulled her into his arms and gently patted her back.

His voice was soft as he said, “Can I take your temperature? Be good, okay?”

“Let go of me,” Rosalie said, pushing against his chest.

However, Theodore held onto her tightly, not letting her move.

“If you let me take your temperature, I’ll let you go. If not, I’ll keep holding you like this.”

He would hold her like this all night if he had to

Rosalie pushed at his chest forcefully. “I don’t want you to take my temperature. Leave me alone.”

She was throwing a tantrum like a child.

She didn’t understand this man at all. Had he forgotten how he had treated her in the hospital? And now, he had come back to check her temperature. How had he even known she was sick anyway? Either Sydney or Anthony must have told him.

Theodore’s voice sounded somewhat stern as he said, “Even if you’re mad at me, there’s no need to punish your own body. Be good.”

“Theodore, have you forgotten what you did at the hospital? Why are. you here caring about me now? What concern of yours is it if I’m sick?

“I’m your husband!”

“Not for much longer. You’ll be Cynthia’s husband. Get away from me!

Rosalie exclaimed as she struggled desperately in his arms.

She couldn’t forgive him for what he had done to her.

Seeming somewhat helpless, Theodore sighed, then suddenly lifted her chin and kissed her lips, silencing all her complaints. Rosalie was stunned by his sudden action and remained speechless for a while. After a long while, he finally released her.

His deep and fiery gaze was fixed on her, and his voice was husky as he said, “When you’re feeling better, you can blame me however you want. But for now, be a good girl and listen to me. Otherwise, Grandma will worry if she finds out you’re sick. Do you want me to call her now?”

“No!” Rosalie hurriedly grabbed his arm. “Don’t tell Grandma.”

If Rebecca found out that Rosalie was sick, she would surely worry. If the older woman dug deeper, she might find out about Theodore taking his wife to the hospital to apologize to Cynthia. Rosalie was worried that discovering all that would affect Rebecca’s health.

“Then, be a good girl and take your temperature. Don’t throw tantrums like a child,” Theodore said, handing her the thermometer.

“You were the one who picked on me first, yet you have the nerve to say I’m throwing tantrums like a child. Why don’t you admit you were basically like an unreasonable adult picking on a kid?”

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Rosalie felt extremely aggrieved. Perhaps because she was sick, shel seemed even more like a pitiful child being bullied.

“Alright, I was being unreasonable. I was the one who started it. Be at good girl and take your temperature so Grandma won’t worry, okay?” Theodore coxed in an exceptionally gentle tone, completely different from his demeanor at the hospital.

Rosalie was filled with resentment, but she was helpless. Theodore had her at his mercy. She obediently opened her mouth and placed the thermometer inside.

Theodore supported her and helped her lean against the headboard, then covered her with the blanket and tightly held her hand. Rosalie wanted to pull her hand away, but the more she pulled, the tighter his grip became. In the end, she couldn’t be bothered to move anymore.

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With a thermometer in her mouth, Rosalie looked tired but also pouty. It was kind of cute, yet really heartbreaking. When enough time had passed, Theodore took the thermometer from her mouth and checked the temperature.

Thirty–eight degrees. She had a slight fever.

Seeing this number, Theodore’s brow furrowed with worry. “I’ll take you to the hospital for some IV fluids.”

“No, I don’t want to go to the hospital,” Rosalie firmly refused.

“But you have a fever, you need-”

“Theodore, why do you want to take me to the hospital again? You’ve already traumatized me. Don’t you remember? It’s because of you i ended up like this. What else do you want?”

Rosalie was deliberately being harsh as she was terrified of going to the hospital. If he found out she was pregnant, it would be a disaster.

Theodore paused, then said, “Okay, you don’t have to go to the hospital. I’ll have a doctor come over instead.”

“Anthony gave me medicine, and I’ve already taken it. I just want to sleep now.”

In actuality, Rosalie had only drank the water, and had thrown the medicine in the trash. Seeing the empty cup on the bedside table, Theodore sighed and placed his hand on his wife’s forehead.

“I’m sorry.”

Rosalie pushed his hand away and lay down in bed, turning away from him. Her eyes were slightly red as she chewed on her fingernail

and ignored him. What was the point of him apologizing now?

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Though he sighed again, Theodore sat by her bed for a long time. It was only when he noticed Rosalie finally drifting off to sleep that he carefully tucked her in and went into the bathroom. When he came out again, he was freshly showered.

It was raining outside, with strong winds blowing into the room through the open windows, causing the curtains to flutter. Rosalie seemed to be awake again, but in a daze. Coughing a few times, she was constantly tossing and turning as though she couldn’t find a comfortable position.

Theodore hurriedly closed the windows. He came to the bed and lay down next to Rosalie, pulling the blanket over her again. But she still seemed very uncomfortable, frowning deeply and constantly moving, never settling down.

Theodore could only lay there with her and hold her tightly, wrapping the blanket around her more securely. Growing more worried, he put his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature.

“Honey,” Rosalie suddenly murmured.

It seemed that she was calling out to him.

“I’m here, Rose,” Theodore said as he tightly held her hand.

Rosalie frowned, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. She snuggled into his embrace, holding him tightly

“Honey, where are you?”

“Rose, I’m right here beside you,” Theodore whispered gently in her ear, cradling her face.

“No, you’re gone. You always leave!”

Theodore felt a sudden pang in his heart.

Rose

“I hate you… I hate you!” Rosalie clenched her fists and pounded the man’s chest fiercely. “Thate you!”

Theodore closed his eyes in resignation. He planted a kiss on her forehead as she continued to hit his chest.

Rose, it’s all my fault.”

If he hadn’t impulsively dragged her out, she wouldn’t have caught a cold and wouldn’t have a fever. He wished he was the one who was

Eventually, Rosalie tired herself out and drifted off to a fitful sleep in his arms. After a while, Theodore got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Soon, he came out with a damp towel, placing it on her forehead to cool her down. He went back and forth, replacing the towel many times.

Finally, in the late hours of the night, Rosalie was finally peacefully fast asleep. Setting the towel aside. Theodore lay down next to her and tested her temperature again, then hugged her tightly.

Theodore didn’t get a wink of sleep all night. He stayed by Rosalie’s side, checking on her whenever she made a sound, making sure she wasn’t uncomfortable and giving her water if she needed it.

As dawn broke, Theodore raised his hand to Rosalie’s forehead to check her temperature yet again. Seeing that her fever had finally gone down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Exhausted, Theodore sat up and pinched the bridge of his nose. As he walked drowsily to the bathroom, he accidentally kicked the trash can, startling himself. He was afraid that the sound would wake Rosalie, but thankfully, she was still sound asleep.

When he bent down to push the trash can back into place, he noticed two pills in it, puzzling him. Didn’t Rose say she had taken the medicine? Then, why were the pills in the trash? Why would she lie to him? It was just two pills, so why wouldn’t she take them? She wasn’t the type to refuse medicine..

Feeling uneasy, Theodore turned his head and stared deeply at the woman sleeping peacefully.

When Rosalie woke up again, it was almost noon. She was alone in bed.

Rosalie stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling a bit dizzy. She vaguely remembered Theodore taking care of her all night. She touched the cold sheets beside her, realizing he must have left at some point. Everything from last night felt like a dream.

Rosalie groggily got out of bed and freshened up in the bathroom. When she came out of her room, Anthony hurried over to her.

“Madam, are you feeling better?”

“I’m much better,” she said, though her complexion still looked a bit pale. “Um… where’s Theo?”

“Sir received a call over an hour ago am left,” Anthony replied.

“Oh, I see.”

He must have gone to the hospital to accompany Cynthia. She was his priority. His return last night must have been an exception.

Seeing Rosalie’s disappointment, Anthony added, “Madam, Sir is still very concerned about you. He called me last night asking if you had returned. When I mentioned your cough, he rushed back immediately.”

“Is that so?”

Rosalie felt a strange mix of emotions. Her husband cared for her, rushing back when he heard she was sick. But why did she feel so bitter?

Even though he had returned last night, he still went to Cynthia’s side today. How many pieces could his heart be split into?

She would rather he be cold and cruel to her from start to end, rather than him always being like this. He would sometimes be kind to her, only to do a 180 and treat her harshly. He was clearly tormenting her.

Anthony wanted to say something more, but seeing Rosalie’s expression, he changed the subject and asked, “Madam, what would you like for lunch? I’ll have the kitchen prepare something.”

“I’m fine with anything.

Rosalie didn’t care much about food. Her head was starting to ache again, so she returned to her room. She sat on the bed and let out a long sigh.

After much contemplation, she finally called Theodore. The call soon connected, but it wasn’t her husband’s voice that she heard.

“Hello?”

“Who is this?” Rosalie asked.

“Madam, this is Yuvan. Are you looking for Mr. Spencer?”

“Yes. Where is he now?”

“Mr. Spencer is currently in the bathroom helping Ms. Zeller. It’s not convenient for him to take calls at the moment. Is there something you need to tell him? I can relay the message.”

Rosalie’s mind went blank. Theodore was helping Cynthia in the athroom? A man and woman alone in the bathroom… Did Cynthia eed help undressing?!

Rosalie wished she hadn’t made that call. Just hearing Yuvan’s words was enough to make her vividly imagine what must be happening. between Theodore and Cynthia. Unable to bear it, she abruptly ended the call and tossed her phone aside, collapsing on the bed in tears.

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Thinking about what Theodore might be doing in the bathroom with Cynthia, whether they were just washing up or showering together, Rosalie felt like her whole world was crashing down on her.

She had thought she was beyond hurt. She thought it would be fine as long as she didn’t see it or think about it. But hearing it made it impossible for her not to. She felt tightness in her chest, making event breathing hurt. For the sake of the child in her belly, she forced herself to take deep breaths.

Lunch was quickly prepared, and Rosalie went to the dining room to eat. She had no appetite, but for the child’s sake, she forced herself to eat. She stuffed the food into her mouth and swallowed hard, but her stomach churned violently..

It was especially hard to keep her food down when she thought about what Theodore and Cynthia might be doing in the bathroom. She couldn’t even swallow her saliva at the thought!

“Madam, what’s wrong? Is the food not to your liking?” asked Anthony, noticing Rosalie’s unusually pale face and her difficulty swallowing.

“I… I’m fine.”

Rosalie forced down a few mouthfuls of food, but she just couldn’t eat anymore. Her stomach felt awful, and if she kept eating, she

would surely vormit

Just then, a voice called out, “Rose |

Rosalie turned her head to see Theodore entering the dining room Her heart skipped a beat, resentment flashing across her face She immediately stood up and left the ng room, deliberately avoiding

Theodore glanced at her barely touched food, then at Anthony, who only gave him a helpless look.

It seems Madam is not in a good mood.”

Looking disheveled. Theodore followed after his wife and knocked on

the door of her room.

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There was no sound from inside the room, but he knew she was in

there.

“Rose,” he called her name again, pulling on the door handle, but she had locked it from inside

He knocked a few more times Rose, open the door. I need to talk to

you.”

“Just say what you want from there Rosalie finally spoke. Her voice sounded hoarse, and if one listened closely, it was clear that she was

crying

“How can I when there’s a door between us? Open the door and let me in, okay?”

“Why can’t you say it through the door? I can hear your voice. Just say whatever it is.”

“Why did you run away and lock the door when you saw me?”

“I just want to be alone for a while.”

“Let me come in and check your temperature. Open the door.”

“I won’t open it. Just go away. My fever’s gone. I don’t need you. Go be with your darling, don’t bother about me!” Rosalie exclaimed in fury.

“Rosalie Young, do you think this door can keep me out? If you don’t open it, I’ll force my way in!” said Theodore, sounding somewhat displeased now.

There was silence from the woman behind the door for a long time. After what felt like two minutes, Theodore heard footsteps. With a click, the door finally opened, revealing the woman’s pale face.

He walked up to her anxiously, reaching out to touch her forehead, but Rosalie slapped his hand away.

“Don’t touch me.”

He had used those hands to touch Cynthia in the bathroom. Who knows where else he had touched? Now those same hands were trying to touch her, making her feel disgusted!

Theodore frowned. You were clinging to me last night, and now you won’t let me touch you What’s with the attitude?

Tm throwing a tantrum! Don’t you remember?! splashed water on Cynthia’s face! Go to her. She’s better, isn’t she? Don’t come to mer said Rosalie, her voice filled with bitterness

“Are you still upset about last night?

“I don’t want to talk about last night

Rosalie realized that she was more angry about this morning’s incident than what happened last night.

“I admit I was too impulsive last night Cindy attempted suicide, and ! didn’t think too much at the time. I don’t know what exactly happened between you two Let’s both take a step back and not bring it up again, okay?” said Theodore, trying to make peace

Rosalie snorted coldly. “You dragged me out when you were angry and tried to force me to apologize to her, but now you say we shouldn’t talk about it? So, everything has to be according to your

wishes”

“Then, I apologize to you. If you blame me, go ahead and slap me a few times”

Taking a step forward. Theodore grabbed her hand and slapped his

own face with

A startled Rosalie quickly withdrew her hand. “Are you crazy?!”

“Rose, I sincerely apologize for last night. Whatever reason you had for splashing water on her, I shouldn’t have said those things to you. I shouldn’t have called you malicious.

pigem to Spencer Mawever apologize to me Just consider

m grateful that you knew how to you don’t need to change your mind me malicious. It’s better to suspecme with the utmost malice than to suddenly realize later that you don’t understand me

Theodore clenched his fists, a hint of regret flashing in his eys. The words he said last night had deeply hurt this woman

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He held his abdom and took a fer teps back, almost losing his balance

Rosalie’s heart skipped a beat. She instinctively stepped forward and asked. “What’s wrong with you?”

Theodore lowered his hand from his stomach. I’m fine

Rosalie took a good look at Theodore’s haggard face He didn’t look well at all as if he hadn’t slept property in a long time

“You should go back to your room and rest for a while,” said Rosalie, avoiding his gaze She was afraid she might soften. This man was very good at manipulating her

1 didn’t come back to sleep. I came to see you

Rosalie smirked. “Haven’t we said everything that needs to be said? i

don’t want to talk about last night anymore.”

“What about this morning? Didn’t you call me? Theodore persisted

Thinking about it made Rosalie feel pain, both mentally and physically

She immediately turned away from him: “Sorry to have bothered you won’t call you unless it’s something important next time.”

“Yuvan told me you hung up before finishing what you wanted to say

He didn’t know what was wrong. Now tell me, why did you call me?”

Theodore pressed.

“No reason. I just randomly decided to call you. I didn’t expect you to be busy, so I hung up,” Rosalie replied, her voice cold but tinged with a hint of jealousy.

“Busy? Are you referring to me being in the bathroom with Cindy?”

“Enough, stop it!” Rosalie turned around angrily. “I don’t want to hear the details. Leave that for you two to savor!”

Just the mention of the bathroom brought unpleasant feelings over her, and she couldn’t help but involuntarily visualize her thoughts. This was the first time she hated her imagination.

Theodore ignored her refusal and said, “When you called me, I was indeed in the bathroom with Cindy.”

“Stop talking, I won’t listen!” Rosalie covered her ears. “I don’t want to hear what you did for her in there!”

Theodore grabbed her hand and forcibly pulled it away from her ears. Why won’t you listen? What do you think I did with her?”

“You know very well what you did,” Rosalie said angrily.

Theodore suddenly chuckled. “Rose, do you finally understand how it feels?”

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“Last night, at the hospital, you blamed me for not listening to your explanation, but now you’re also unwilling to listen to mine.”

Rosalie froze. She was indeed unwilling to listen to his explanation, but did he need to explain anything between him and Cynthia?

“That’s different!” Rosalie protested.

“How is it different? You only heard that I was with her in the bathroom, but you don’t want to hear why I was in there. Just like last night, I only heard that you splashed water on Cindy, but didn’t listen to your explanation. Rose, you can’t deny that, in this situation, both of us acted irrationally,” Theodore countered.

Now, he finally understood how Rosalie had felt last night. He hadn’t wanted to listen to her, even though she wanted to explain to him.

Now, he found himself in the same situation. Was this a kind of

retribution? He hadn’t expected it to come so soon. Being

misunderstood and unable to explain oneself was a terrible feeling.

For a moment, Rosalie didn’t know what to say. It seemed like this man had trapped her in a dilemma.

“Rose, it’s not what you think. I just helped her into the bathroom, that’s all. I quickly came out. Yuvan told me you called, so I came home,” Theodore explained.

From the moment she heard that Theodore and Cynthia were in the bathroom together, Rosalie’s emotions had been tense, not wanting to know what they were doing in there but unable to stop her imagination from painting vivid pictures.

Now, hearing the man’s explanation, she finally relaxed, but felt event sadder. Her nose tingled as tears welled up, and she suddenly felt incredibly upset, realizing that she still had such strong feelings for this man standing in front of her.

She had felt jealousy and envy, and after hearing his explanation, had even felt joy.

“Don’t cry.” Theodore said, lifting his hand to wipe away her tears. You were sick last night and haven’t fully recovered. Please don’t get worse. Either wear more clothes or lie down in bed.”

Hearing his gentle voice, Rosalie couldn’t control herself anymore and hugged him tightly.

“Theodore, what should I do?”

He looked down at the woman in his arms, feeling a bit lost. “What’s wrong?”

“You always tell me that we’re not divorced yet, but whenever I get close to another man, you get angry. Have you ever thought about my feelings? When you’re with Cynthia, have you ever considered that we’re still married? Do you know how I felt hearing from Yuvan that

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you and Cynthia were in the bathroom together?”

Rosalie lifted her head, tears welling in her eyes, filled with resentment and grievance. Feeling a pang in his heart, Theodore gently patted the back of her head.

The bitterness in his voice was palpable as he asked, “Were you jealous? Didn’t you say you’d had enough of me a long time ago?”

“Stop bringing up the past! I said those words without thinking! Do you have to hold a grudge forever? If you insist on holding grudges, then how many grudges do I have to hold against you and Cynthia?” Rosalie exclaimed.