"Go on a walk with me outside," Sebastian said."Huh?" Rosalie thought she had misheard. "Where do you want to go?""Not out of the hospital, just around the vicinity, okay?""Of course. But isn't it too simple? You really just want my company on a walk?""What's wrong? Are you unwilling to do that?""No, I'm fine with it. But can you walk?""I can. My legs aren't broken."Sebastian got out of bed, but after taking just a few steps, he suddenly clutched his chest, his brows furrowing slightly.Rosalie hurriedly supported him. "Let me find you a wheelchair.""No need, I want to walk."Seeing Sebastian's stubbornness, Rosalie didn't argue further and helped him walk out of the hospital room. As they turned the corner of the corridor, they met a couple walking towards them.Rosalie's face paled in surprise when she saw them — it was Theodore and Cynthia, what a coincidence!Theodore was supporting Cynthia, who looked extremely exhausted and unwell.When Theodore noticed Rosal
Rosalie thought Sebastian would ask her questions. Considering the awkward and complex situation they had just experienced, anyone would be curious. But Sebastian remained silent, sitting beside her without uttering a word. Rosalie didn't want to answer such questions either, so his silence was appreciated.After a long silence, Rosalie spoke first, "Mr. Carter, I didn't know you were the major shareholder of Ashwick University."Sebastian hummed softly. "Skycrest Enterprise has invested in many schools.""Skycrest Enterprise?" Rosalie was taken aback by his reply. "You're Skycrest Enterprise's...?"Sebastian extended his hand and smiled. "Let me reintroduce myself. I'm Sebastian Carter, Skycrest Enterprise's CEO."It was only then that Rosalie realized how deeply Sebastian had concealed his identity.Skycrest Enterprise was a major conglomerate, coveted by countless individuals who sought the best benefits. Like SK Enterprise, it was a multinational corporation with substantial
Late at night, when Rosalie was dozing off, she suddenly felt someone pressing down on her. Startled, she screamed loudly."Ahhh...!"Theodore covered her mouth and hushed her. "It's me." He turned on the room light so Rosalie could see that it was really him on top of her. Breathing a sigh of relief, she glanced at the time to see that it was one in the morning."Why are you back?" she asked."Is it strange for me to come home?"With a tinge of alcohol on his breath, it seemed like Theodore had been drinking. He lowered his head and kissed his wife’s lips, deftly undoing her sleepwear."Ugh..." Rosalie pushed Theodore away with all her strength, hurriedly covering his mouth with her hand. "Let go of me!"Theodore grabbed her hand and pressed her down firmly on the bed. "What's with you? Don't want me to touch you?""Weren't you with Cynthia? Stay with her, then! Why did you come back here?!"Did this man think he could have it both ways? That he could come home and have his
"Come to my office at noon," said Theodore as he straightened his tie."Are we going to sign the divorce papers?" Rosalie asked directly.She hoped to sign the papers and get the divorce over with, sparing herself the unnecessary sadness of dragging it out.Theodore frowned at his wife’s anxious demeanor. "You'll find out when you get there."With that, he left the room. There was a sense of unspoken anger in his movements.Rosalie was doubtful, but she waited till noon. Unsure if she should go before or after lunch, she called Theodore.When the call connected, Rosalie immediately asked, "It's noon. Should I come to your office now?""Yeah. Come over," Theodore replied."Have you eaten?" Rosalie asked out of habit."Not yet.""How about I pack a lunchbox for you and bring it over?"She knew Theodore often got too busy to have lunch, or simply grabbed something quick. Sometimes, he even just had a cup of coffee instead of a proper meal. That’s why she occasionally made lunch
Theodore placed the lunch boxes on the coffee table. There were exactly two portions, one for him and one for Cynthia. When he opened the lunch boxes, he noted that the ingredients were the same for both, but one had chili peppers while the other didn't.Brows furrowed, he asked, "Why did you include chili peppers? I thought I told you to not use any spices."His words brought Rosalie's chaotic thoughts back to normal.She regained her composure and said, "I just threw them in randomly. If you don't want it, then forget it."Theodore seemed to sense something from Rosalie's cold tone. But upon second thought, he knew neither he nor Rosalie liked chili peppers. So, since Rosalie wasn't making the food for herself, it was probably just a mistake."Mrs. Spencer, have you had lunch?" Cynthia asked politely, her complexion somewhat pallid and fragile."She already ate," Theodore answered for Rosalie.Whenever Rosalie brought him lunch previously, she had usually already eaten at home
Theodore quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe Cynthia's tears. "It's okay. Don't cry."Then, he looked up at Rosalie and said, "Rose, Cindy feels guilty about our divorce. I asked you to come today, hoping you could personally clarify our agreement and assure her that the divorce isn't her fault."Rosalie was speechless.So, Theodore intended to have her personally assure his beloved Cynthia that she wasn't a homewrecker. How ridiculous!Rosalie almost laughed out loud. Was it acceptable for Theodore to humiliate his wife just to make Cynthia feel better? Maybe he didn't see it as humiliation, but it certainly felt that way for Rosalie.Rosalie was about to speak when Theodore’s secretary suddenly knocked on the door and announced, "Mr. Spencer, Mr. Jones urgently needs to have a video conference with you."Theodore stood up. "Connect it to the conference room computer. I'll be right there.""Yes, sir."After the secretary left, Theodore turned to Cynthia and said tenderly, "I h
"If it looks good on you, keep wearing it. After you and Theo get divorced, I'm afraid he won't be able to give you any more gifts," Cynthia said as she lowered her head, a hint of darkness flickering in her eyes.She picked up her utensils and took a bite of the lunch Rosalie had made, nodding at the taste. "It's really good. It's a pity that after you divorce Theo, he'll hardly get to eat something like this again."Her tone sounded somewhat regretful, but perhaps concealed a hint of satisfaction."You take your time eating. I'll leave first," said Rosalie.Rosalie wouldn't really stay to foolishly take care of Cynthia. This woman didn't need her care."Wait." Cynthia stopped her. "Didn't Theo tell you why you're here? If you leave like this now, he won't be happy."She was acting in a completely domineering manner, speaking in a tone that was gentle but carried a warning."Ms. Zeller, what do you want to hear from me? Don't you and Theodore understand your relationship the
"Because I was dying!" Cynthia's eyes reddened. "I had a serious illness and needed a double lung transplant surgery. Theo finally found a donor for me, but do you know what the old lady did?!""What did she do?" Rosalie asked."She used her connections to block the donor from reaching the hospital. My surgery was forced to stop. I was lying on the operating table, waiting for the lungs that never came. I was going to die!""That's impossible! Grandma wouldn't do that. I don't believe it!" Rosalie's eyes were red as she shook her head vigorously."You may not believe it, but it's true! Go ask Theo, or better yet, ask the old lady if she did such a thing!""And then what? You keep fabricating stories!"Rosalie couldn't believe it. Rebecca had raised her, nurtured her, and taken care of her. She couldn't just believe Cynthia's words without evidence.Cynthia sneered coldly before continuing, "My life was hanging by a thread. When Theo went to confront his grandmother, she forced h