Sydney never imagined her son would speak to her this way. She hadn't realized just how much sadness he harbored in his heart.She fell silent for a long time, unable to find the right words to say. Her gaze shifted from Theodore, and she finally looked down, unsure how to face him. Though she was a mother and Theodore was already in his twenties, she seemed almost childlike at this moment, lost and uncertain.After a while, she said, "You've always been so independent. Besides, we had plenty of servants to take care of you. You didn't need me around."Rosalie frowned, feeling a surge of irritation. Sydney's words were grating. Having servants didn't excuse neglecting one's child—it wasn't a valid reason! Rosalie understood that Sydney had been unhappy in her marriage, but bringing a child into the world meant taking responsibility and providing ample love. A child shouldn't bear the burden of their parents' marital woes.However, discussing this now wouldn't change anything.
However, Rosalie had already decided to secretly have this child no matter what. She was determined to give her child all her love, and never let him grow up feeling neglected. But now, a new fear crept into her heart: Would her child resent her one day? Would her child blame her for bringing him into a broken family?Rosalie's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as she clutched the fabric of her dress tightly. She was so anxious, she didn't even notice Wesley trembling with anger.Slap!Before anyone could react, Wesley struck Theodore hard across the face. The sound echoed in the room, making Rosalie’s heart jolt. She rushed forward, spreading her arms to shield Theodore. "Dad, please, let’s talk this out! Don’t use violence!" she cried. Sometimes, the more guilty a person felt, the louder and angrier they become. Wesley seemed to fit this mold perfectly. His fury was intense, but so was his guilt. After hitting Theodore, he immediately felt regret.Theodore's chee
"It's my fault. I'm the most useless one. If I hadn't married into the Spencer family, none of this would have happened. I'm the one who's a burden!" Then, Sydney turned and ran."Sydney!" Wesley was about to chase after her, but then turned back. He pointed angrily at Theodore. "Look at what you've done! Your mother came all this way to see you out of kindness, and you have the nerve to say she doesn't care about you! "If she didn't care, she wouldn't have come all this way! I admit I'm at fault, but since I've already walked down the wrong path, you shouldn't have followed what I did. But now, you've gone and done it again. Luckily, Rose doesn't have any children, or they'd end up like you—a curse!"There was not just anger in Wesley's eyes but also sadness—more so, a sense of resignation. After speaking, he turned to chase after Sydney."Sydney, wait!" Wesley caught up, grabbing her hand and pulling her back. "Don't run away!""Let go of me!" Sydney tried to break free with
Rosalie said calmly, “Nobody’s perfect. Everyone has their flaws. I make mistakes, too. No matter what, we’re already divorced. We should go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other. I don’t want to end up like your parents.”The thought of his parents made Theodore’s eyes dim.“My dad was right. I ended up walking the same path he did.”Rosalie’s heart tugged. She hung her head low, and fell silent. People never learn their lesson. Many things happened in the past to prove that what they did was a mistake that would result in painful consequences, yet those who come after them continue insisting on doing the same things.Perhaps that was a wicked streak in humans, carved in their genes. The more they know it’s a mistake, the more they would choose to do it.That was the way to go, according to their logic.“But there is a difference,” Theodore went on to say. “My mother really loved my father back then, and it was precisely because of her deep love for him tha
Rosalie’s throat hurt as she nodded with great difficulty.Theodore suddenly grunted, about to collapse. She hurriedly reached out to hold him.“I’ll help you back to your room. Don’t stay here any longer,” she said. Theodore didn’t want her to worry. Together with Rosalie’s help, he mustered all his strength to stand. They returned to the room and shut the door, and neither of them came out even after a long time had passed.Anthony stole a quick glance at the door before leaving.He went to a secluded corner, and pulled his phone out to dial a number. Very soon, the other party answered the call. An old yet authoritative voice rang. “Well?”“Madam, things have become rather messy.”Anthony told Rebecca everything he saw.After he was done, Rebecca nodded and said, “I got it.”She seemed to have expected things to progress this way.“Inform me once anything happens.”Anthony nodded. “Yes, Madam Jarvis.”After hanging up, Rebecca put her phone aside and leaned back again
“Let me help you,” Rosalie said, as she made a move to unbutton his shirt.“No.” Theodore held her hand, and said firmly, “I can do it myself. I’m sure I can do something so simple myself.”He lifted his arm with difficulty, and touched the first button. However, his fingers trembled non-stop, and he couldn’t unbutton the first button no matter how long he tried. Eventually, his arms slumped weakly back to side again.He gritted his teeth, and stubbornly raised his arm in an attempt to unbutton his shirt again.Rosalie’s heart broke as she grabbed his hand. “Let me help you, please. You’re injured, and it’s normal that you can’t do such things by yourself. Don’t be embarrassed. It’s not like I’ve never seen you shirtless, anyway.”They had known each other for so long, and had been intimate during their marriage. What was the point in maintaining such boundaries at a time like this?Theodore sighed, and let go of the button. He nodded and turned his head away weakly, a helpless l
Theodore looked down, and mumbled like a child who did something wrong. “Don’t go.”He put his spoon back in the bowl with a pitiful look on his face and placed his hands on his lap, intertwining his fingers cautiously.Rosalie shook her head helplessly. She picked up her spoon, scooped some food, and brought it to his mouth. “Open up.”Theodore did so obediently, and Rosalie stuck the spoon in his mouth before going on with another spoonful of food.She took care of him like he was a child. A beautiful, tender woman coupled with a man with a piteous look on his face made for a heartwarming image.All traces of unhappiness vanished, leaving them with the pure joy of each other's presence.-Rosalie stayed there and took care of Theodore until it was past nine at night.It was getting late, and it was soon time for her to head back.Theodore noticed Rosalie checking her phone many times, as if checking the time. He looked begrudgingly at her.Rosalie slid her phone back in
She should be stopping him from leaving and helping him back on the bed, sitting by his side and showing him concern, her heart softening for him. Yet, why did she look so cold?Rosalie shrugged. “Aren’t you leaving? Why are you asking me that?”Rosalie had seen through him. He had been playing this game for so long, she would be a fool if she didn’t realize what he was trying to do.For a moment, she had thought Theodore was being serious and found him pitiful. But now, she realized that he was just putting on an act with his excellent acting chops.The two of them stood where they were, staring at each other, a wide, gaping distance between them.“I’m really leaving,” Theodore said hastily, still in disbelief that she didn’t stop him. ‘She’s so vicious!’ he thought.“Go on,” Rosalie said, being ruthless through and through. She crossed her arms and sat on the bedside, looking leisurely at him.Theodore gritted his teeth and stepped out, but she remained resolutely unmoving