Howeber, Theodore never appeared.Rosalie called Theodore, who said that he was on his way and would reach soon. But half an hour passed, then an hour, and he still hadn’t arrived. It was way past the one hour they agreed on earlier.There were many people queuing up ahead of her. If he didn’t rush here in time, the staff members of the office may end up knocking off.When it was about four in the evening, Theodore was still nowhere to be found. Rosalie was furious about Theodore’s lack of proactivity even in filing for a divorce—which he asked for.She was about to call Theodore when she received another call, which looked to be from the police station.She answered the call with doubts in her heart. “Hello.”“What did you say? How did it happen?!” she exclaimed in shock.“Okay, I got it.”She hung up.“What happened?” Sebastian asked.Rosalie’s head started throbbing.“Theodore was caught for drunk driving, and he’s at the police station right now. I need to bail him out
“No,” Rebecca said in a tone that suddenly turned solemn. “I want to see the resident register in one hour’s time. Otherwise, I’ll go find you in person and see if you’ve replaced your ID card.”The chill in Rebecca’s voice told Rosalie that Rebecca must already be suspicious of her. She had to give back the resident register, by hook or by crook.“All right, Grandma. I got it. I’ll have someone give back the register right now.”“Good. Watch the time, otherwise I might suspect that you took the register to do something fishy.” With that, Rebecca hung up.Rosalie could sense the heavy suspicion in Rebecca’s voice. For all she knew, Rebecca might already be onto something, but was giving her a last chance by not exposing her there and then.She really couldn’t imagine how Rebecca would react if the latter found out the truth.“Theodore Spencer, are you happy about this right now? We can’t file for a divorce tomorrow afternoon. Grandma wants the register back in one hour’s time.”
When they arrived at a restaurant, Rosalie called her family’s driver. She gave him the resident register so he could get it to Grandma as soon as possible.The restaurant had a great ambiance, with a pianist playing a soothing melody on stage. Rosalie was lost in the mesmerizing tune as she listened intently to it.“Rosalie, have you thought of a name for your baby?”Sebastian tried hard to think of topics to chat with Rosalie about to distract her from thinking about things that would upset her.“I haven’t thought of that yet,” Rosalie said as she smiled. “I don’t even know if it’s a girl or boy.”“You should have a name ready.”“Yeah.”“Do you wish for it to be a boy or a girl?”“I don’t know,” Rosalie said, looking rather upset.“If I were to give birth to a boy who inherits Theodore’s personality and ends up being a bastard who goes around breaking women’s hearts, what should I do?”“If I gave birth to a girl who’s so vulnerable to heartbreak, what should I do? Who can p
“We’ll see about that. I don’t even know where I’ll be when the time comes,” Rosalie smiled bitterly. Who could help another person their entire lives? Even some husbands and wives couldn’t depend on each other.What’s more, Sebastian was an outstanding man who would eventually get married, probably to an equally outstanding woman worthy of his status. When he eventually has his own family, how could he possibly have the time and energy to care about another woman’s child? His wife would be the first to object.Sebastian said nothing further. He knew his boundaries very well.A melodious tune suddenly came from the piano, which sounded different from just now.In fact, the tune sounded very familiar.Rosalie turned to see a handsomely-dressed man seated on stage, his svelte fingers dancing gracefully across the piano keys.Everyone’s attention was drawn to the mesmerizing melody.Rosalie was shocked upon seeing his face.What was Theodore doing there, playing the piano on st
Theodore's gaze fell in Sebastian and Rosalie's direction. The moment he saw them, he turned away toward Cynthia across the table, and began chatting and laughing with her.Rosalie felt like Theodore was doing it on purpose. Why, of all the restaurants, did he have to go to this one? After what happened today, she couldn't even find peace in having dinner.Rosalie picked up the glass on the table angrily, and took a gulp of juice. She drank too fast, and accidentally spilled some on herself. The red liquid stained a small part of her white shirt.Sebastian quickly pulled out a tissue for her. She took it, and wiped the liquid off herself. "Sorry, I need to go to the restroom. Let's leave after I come out. I don't want to stay here anymore.""Okay." Sebastian nodded.Rosalie took a few more bites, nearly finishing the food on her plate. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, then got up to head towards the restroom.-Rosalie splashed some water on her face. She wasn't wearing ma
"What...?!" Cynthia couldn't contain her anger. "If you don't care about him, that's even more reason you should divorce him! What's the point of dragging it out?" she yelled. "Whether there's a point or not, I'll decide," Rosalie said, holding her composure as she looked at Cynthia leisurely. She didn't believe Cynthia could keep blocking her forever.Seeing the smugness in the Rosalie’s eyes, Cynthia laughed. "You’re so pitiful. Your husband doesn't love you, and all you can do is argue back like a stubborn mule. Does it have any real meaning? At most, it's just a moral victory. In reality, Theo's love is still for me. Do you know the piano piece he plays? It's one he composed for me."Rosalie froze, and Cynthia continued, "He said he’d play that piece for me at our wedding. Unfortunately, he couldn't marry me. Still, he said he'd write new pieces for me in the future."At that, Rosalie felt her heart drop instantly.She remembered back when Theo held her hand. He sat at
"Ms. Zeller, you better not touch me. If I'm really pregnant and something happens because of you pushing me, I'll blame it all on you. After all, it's just the two of us here. If I decide to put the blame on you, even with Theo protecting you, the entire Spencer family..."Rosalie paused, staring innocently at Cynthia.Hearing that, Cynthia quickly let go of her hand.This damn woman better not try to pin anything on her! But... Was Rosalie pregnant or not?!No, Rosalie definitely wouldn't be so secretive if she suspected she was pregnant. If she really was pregnant, she'd boast to everyone about it. She'd be begging Theo not to leave her!Why would she be acting so discreetly now? She probably just had a stomach ache, or ate something bad.Rosalie looked coldly at Cynthia, then opened the restroom door and strode out.In her flat shoes, she walked quickly. She glanced in Sebastian's direction and headed towards him, wanting to leave the restaurant.Suddenly, a wave of dizzi
Late at night, Caleb washed his face in the restroom and then stumbled back into the living room. He plopped down on the floor, and stared at the drunken man slouched against the French window."Hey, it's been hours. What's going on? Can you at least say something?" Caleb said.Theodore had arrived hours ago, said nothing, and went straight to Caleb's liquor cabinet. He took out all of Caleb's prized bottles, one after the other, and drank himself into a stupor. Caleb had no choice but to drink along with him.Caleb was feeling dizzy, but Theodore seemed ready for another round."Ugh." Caleb flopped onto the floor, letting out a long sigh. "Bro, if you don't say anything soon, I'm going to sleep."At this point, sleeping on the floor was fine by him.The two grown men sat on the carpet, sprawled out in disarray. There was nothing elegant or refined about them, unlike their usual polished appearance.Sometimes, the more polished someone looked on the surface, the more they might