Rosalie was about to say that Theodore should be more worried about Cynthia, but she suddenly recalled that Theodore didn’t want to hear any mention of her name.Each time they mentioned Cynthia, they always ended up upset.As such, Rosalie swallowed back her words. Instead, she said, “You should be worried about yourself instead.”Theodore seemed to have guessed what Rosalie originally wanted to say, but since she held herself back, he didn’t expose her. He took her cue in avoiding the topic of Cynthia.“Rose, whether you believe it or not, I have no malicious intent whatsoever. I’m just worried that you’ll get hurt. Men are all horrible creatures. I’m just trying to help you discern between good and bad.”He was genuine about it—and, if he was willing to admit it, slightly jealous.“As my ex-husband, you might be willing to be the gate-keeper of my new relationship, but my new partner might not be agreeable to that,” Rosalie said reluctantly.Theodore furrowed his brows. “Have
“Isn’t that good?” Rosalie said, her eyes shining. “I used to be so mature, it was exhausting. I don’t want to tire myself out like that.”It felt good being happy. Many people in this world often ended up under the influence of their negativity.No matter what happened, life would go on. While that remained a fact, many found it hard to let things go and remain positive.Theodore could sense that Rosalie wanted to completely let go of something in her heart, and the thought tugged at his heart.He realized that he was a bastard through and through.He had gone through with the divorce to free Rosalie from the shackles of their marriage. They were now divorced—she could finally be happy, and no longer needed to tolerate being in this marriage.Yet, now that she was ready to let it go, he felt slightly indignant.Not just slightly, but perhaps rather significantly.He dared not continue this line of thought. He was worried that the more he thought about it, the more he would unc
Theodore wasn’t against the idea of sleeping in the same room after the divorce.“No need. You can sleep on the bed, and I’ll take the couch.” Rosalie gently pulled her hand away from him. “I’ll go take a shower. Go ahead and sleep first.”She turned to leave the room without waiting for Theodore’s response.Theodore dropped his arm and sighed as he looked at her retreating figure.After she left, he lifted his hand and pressed it against his chest, where he felt great discomfort.-When Rosalie packed her things and left this place, she didn’t take all her belongings. She had left some of her things here, to make things convenient for her whenever she decided to stay the night.After taking a shower, she went back to Theodore’s room. There, she found fresh sheets laid out on the couch.Rosalie turned to look at him, and asked doubtfully, “Did the servants come in to do this?”“Yes,” Theodore said as he laid on the bed stomach-down, nodding as he turned to look at her.In tru
She thought to herself, ‘It’s okay, Rosalie. You’re just in love with a man. You don’t have to be with him even though you love him. Isn’t it enough that he’s happy?’It was good enough for her. Despite the many unhappy things that happened in between, at the very least, they didn’t have a complete falling-out.As much as Theodore did many nasty things before, he was eventually punished by Grandma.It was tiring loving someone, but hating another was even more so. She wanted neither to love nor hate him.Suddenly, Rosalie’s phone pinged. She reached over to pick up her phone, and switched it to silent mode.It was a text from Sebastian.‘Are you asleep yet?’Rosalie replied, ‘Not yet, I just went to bed. What’s up?’Theodore opened his eyes to see Rosalie holding her phone, looking like chatting with someone. His eyes dimmed.Who could be texting her at such an hour?Sebastian texted, ‘Yvonne wants to add you on social media. She keeps asking me for your account.’Rosalie re
Sebastian replied, ‘Love is love. It’s different from kinship. Perhaps love at its later stage might have traces of kinship, but love will be primary. If love really can evolve into so-called kinship, then this love wasn’t pure enough to begin with.’Rosalie looked at Sebastian’s cold words on the screen. A chill pierced through her heart.Theodore had always treated her as his sister, and felt only kinship for her. He never loved her, and there wasn’t any evolution in his feelings for her.Sighing helplessly, Rosalie replied, ‘Perhaps love might eventually evolve into kinship with time. No matter how pure, there is an expiry date to love. It is a feeling driven by hormones that will eventually be depleted.’Sebastian asked, ‘Do you not believe in love anymore?’Rosalie replied, ‘I don’t know. Whether I believe it or not, the world is filled with people with regrets, and many of these regrets are due to love. Perhaps not loving would reduce the troubles we bring to ourselves.’Se
Sebastian sent her a picture of a rose with the following text, ‘I think you’re that kind of adorable woman.’Rosalie’s smile faded as she stared at the text on her phone screen. The air went eerily silent. Her brows furrowed as uneasiness grew in her heart.She read through their entire conversation, and back at the final text Sebastian sent: ‘I think you’re that kind of adorable woman.’Rosalie bit her lip as fear flashed past her eyes.She anxiously typed, ‘You’re wrong, I’m not that kind of woman.’But then, she deleted it and typed, ‘You might be wrong about that.’She deleted that too, and typed, ‘I don’t think I am pure in heart. I’m quite a dull person, really.’However, she deleted that instead of sending it.What if she misunderstood him? What if she was reading too much into his words?Perhaps Sebastian was just making a passing remark and didn’t mean much. She was being too sensitive, and was making things way too complicated.Rosalie told herself not to overthink
Theodore stared at her quietly. His gaze was intense, as if he wanted to skin her alive. Rosalie felt very uncomfortable to be stared at like that. She pretended to be unbothered as she lay down on the sofa and put her phone aside. She closed her eyes, but still felt a pair of eyes boring into her. She opened her eyes, and found that Theodore was indeed staring at her. Feeling uneasy, she turned her back against him, but she could still feel his gaze searing into her back. A chill ran down her spine. She closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly sat up. Then, she whipped her head around and glared at Theodore. "Why are you staring at me?" she demanded. "Why aren't you chatting with him anymore?" Theodore asked coldly, his tone somewhat sullen. "Do you want me to keep chatting with him?" Rosalie rebuked. "Why are you asking me if you should chat with him? We're divorced, aren't we?" If one listened carefully, Theodore sounded quite jealous. "Who asked you?" Rosalie pout
Yvonne replied with a kissing emoji. Their brief chat ended for now. Rosalie looked up from her screen, and realized that Theodore was still staring at her. "You seemed to have enjoyed that conversation," he said calmly. Yet, if one listened closely, one would be able to tell he was implying something. Rosalie nodded. "Yes, it was quite enjoyable." She put her phone aside. "What's the matter? Do you have a problem with it?" "No problem. As long as you're happy. It seems Sebastian knows how to make you smile," he said in a gloomy tone. "Oh, that wasn't Sebastian just now," Rosalie said. "It was another friend." "Another friend?" Theodore frowned instantly. "You have quite a lot of friends. You can’t stop chatting, can you? How many backups do you have?" He obviously thought that Yvonne was a man. Rosalie's eyes glinted slyly. Theodore was really clueless. She didn't correct him, but instead smiled and said, "I'm wealthy now, so isn't it normal for me to have a few ba