After a short while, the call connected."Hello."With Rebecca nearby, Rosalie couldn't afford to sound too distant when talking to Theodore.So, she had to warmly say, "Honey, it's me."Hearing Rosalie's tone, Theodore frowned, feeling a bit puzzled. "What's up?""When are you coming to Grandma's place?"Theodore glanced at his watch. "I'll come later.""Can you come earlier?""Why the rush? It's still early.""I just want you to come earlier and spend more time with Grandma.""Is that Grandma's request?"Rosalie responded with a hum."In that case, you can tell her I'll come later.""But...""Have you forgotten what you said earlier? You've been patient with me for a long time. It'll be more comfortable for you if I come later, so you won't have trouble eating."After saying that, Theodore abruptly hung up, as though sulking and holding her to her words.Rosalie had only said those things because she had no other choice, afraid Theodore would find out she was pregnant
With Theodore here, Rosalie needed to divert her attention even more.Theodore snatched the things from her hand and tossed them aside. "Stop being so sarcastic.""I'm just speaking the truth. But come to think of it, didn't you also get relief? You sneakily sent Cynthia abroad, then spent two months on a business trip just to be with her. You must have had enough of our marriage. It's been a year of grievances for you."Just the thought of such things sent shivers down Rosalie's spine. Even before marriage, she had known this man's heart belonged to Cynthia. His kindness to her over the past year was merely out of obligation.However, she had always believed that, at least throughout their marriage, he had been faithful. But she never expected him to have done something like this.Theodore furrowed his brows tightly, his face darkening. "Who told you?""Who told me?" Rosalie turned her head, innocently saying, "It definitely wasn't poor Cindy who told me. She's so innocent, kind
A sharp pain shot through Theodore's arm, but he remained composed and nonchalant."Mom, Dad, you're here."Wesley tugged at his tie and awkwardly cleared his throat. "If you have something to discuss, you should move to your room for privacy. Aren't you afraid of being seen and laughed at for doing that here? Were you two in that much of a hurry?"Rebecca walked over with her cane, smiling warmly. "I don't think you're in that much of a hurry. Otherwise, why is Rose's belly still flat? Theo, it seems like you need to be even more anxious."Theodore furrowed his brow, a hint of embarrassment flashing in his eyes. "Grandma, it's not what you think.""You pinned your wife down on the couch and kissed her passionately. How else should we interpret that?"Rebecca didn't beat around the bush. After all, they were all adults who were experienced in these matters. There was no need to pretend otherwise.Theodore was at a loss for words. If no one had come in, he couldn't guarantee what
"Mom, this is just my usual expression. I'm like this with everyone," said Wesley, indirectly explaining that he wasn't intentionally targeting Sydney.Actually, he was quite happy to see his wife. It was just that he wasn't good at expressing it, and Sydney didn't mind either."She's your wife. Why would you treat her the same as anyone else?" Rebecca raised her finger at her son. "You..."Sydney took the older woman's arm. "It's alright, Mom. Let's go eat. It's rare for everyone to gather together. Let's not talk about unhappy things today."Sydney's implications were apparent to Wesley, who frowned but didn't say anything.Theodore chimed in, "Yeah, let's enjoy a meal since we're all together. It's rare.""Hah... you make it sound like such a good thing," said Wesley, glancing coldly at his son. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if implying something.Rebecca furrowed her brows. "Wesley, what's wrong with you now? What did Theo do to offend you?"Wesley smiled. "Mom, it's
Anyway, the Spencer family was well aware of the situation between the couple, so there was no need to worry about upsetting anyone. Sydney didn't want to make things difficult for herself either.Wesley awkwardly pursed his lips and remained silent, not showing any discontent, as if he had already gotten used to it.Rebecca's smile froze, but she simply sighed without commenting on it, instead turning to the butler and asking him to serve the dishes. The butler nodded in response, and the servants began to bring out dish after dish.The atmosphere at the dinner table was subtly awkward, and it wasn't just between Theodore and Rosalie. There was also a strange tension between Wesley and Sydney. Everyone else noticed it, but Rosalie, unfortunately, was oblivious to everything.It was quiet, unlike a lively family gathering, as if everyone had their own thoughts.Rebecca turned to her beloved granddaughter-in-law, the only one in the Spencer family who seemed relatively normal."Ro
Theodore smiled gently, not getting angry. "Got it, Grandma, I will."He reached out and took Rosalie's hand, making her feel a pang of bitterness. He was playing his part so well, but in his heart, he was thinking about another woman.Everything they were doing at tonight's dinner was fake. Once they got back home, they would return to their broken relationship. It was sad just to think about it.Even though her heart ached, Rosalie had to maintain a smile on her face. She played along with Theodore, gazing at him lovingly. When Theodore, who had momentarily been spacing out, turned back and met Rosalie’s gaze, he saw how her eyes seemed full of love for him.She was really playing her part so convincingly. If he didn't know better, he would think she really loved him. But in reality, she only saw him as a brother.No, perhaps not even that.She had told him herself that she had put him with him for long enough. Since she personally said it, it had to be true, right? Thinking ab
Rosalie glanced at Rebecca, whose complexion seemed a bit off.Worried that the tension between them might upset Rebecca, Rosalie quickly said, "Mom, Dad, the food is getting cold. Let's eat. I've made up my mind. I won't pursue further studies. I'll start looking for a job soon."Sydney and Wesley glanced at her. Since Rosalie had made a decision, they didn't say anything more. After all, they were concerned about Rebecca too. Their argument wasn't really about Rosalie's decision, with the exact reasons being known only to them.Theodore raised his wine glass and downed half of it in one gulp, his expression darkening. After that, he didn't speak much, remaining quiet. It was mostly Rosalie chatting with Rebecca, while Wesley and Sydney also remained silent. Yet, amidst the silence, there seemed to be a hidden tension.Rebecca wasn't foolish. She had seen her fair share of ups and downs. How could she not sense that something was amiss? She just chose not to confront it.Rosalie
"If you're talking about our home, then you sit in the passenger seat and I'll drive you back. But if you're talking about Cynthia's place, I'll have the driver take you there now."Either way, you're not driving. What if you hit someone on the road?" Rosalie said with furrowed brows."Hah," Theodore scoffed lightly. "So, you're not worried about me, but about strangers being hit by me."Rosalie frowned. "Shouldn't I be worried about that? Drunk drivers deserve to get into accidents, but the innocent people they hit don't."His anger flaring up, Theodore grabbed his wife's slender shoulder and demanded, "Deserve it? Are you saying it's my fault?""I was just giving an example. You haven't drunk and driven, have you?" Rosalie pushed him away forcefully. "Where do you want to go? Speak up!"After suddenly taking off his suit jacket and angrily throwing it to the ground, Theodore impatiently opened the passenger door and got into the car. It seemed like he was intending to head back