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
"I'm perfectly sober!" Theodore exclaimed, his expression especially grim."I remember every word you said and everything you did! And did you really dislike that bracelet that much? Even if you didn't like it, was it necessary to break it in front of me? Did I make a mistake giving you a gift?"Theodore had been holding back his anger all this time. There were many things bothering him, which was why he had been drinking during dinner. But he couldn't explode then, so he held it in until they got home, and was now finally confronting Rosalie about everything.When the topic of the gift came up, Rosalie laughed sarcastically."Yeah, because you oh-so-carefully chose that gift for me, right? Cynthia told you to give me a crystal bracelet, so you gave me one. Would you have listened to her if she had asked you to give me diamonds?"Theodore frowned. "What are you talking about?""You know exactly what I'm talking about! Asking another woman for suggestions on what gift to give you
"Grandma even said you'd be a good father! Hah! What a joke! Theodore, you wouldn't be a good father! It's a good thing I didn't get pregnant with your child. That would've been a tragedy!"Completely agitated, Rosalie’s emotions were running high. As tears streamed down her face, she felt Theodore's hand slowly loosen from her shoulder, and he eventually weakly backed away from her.Rosalie wiped away the tears from her face, smiling bitterly. "Since you and Cynthia love each other so much, why didn't you tell me from the start? Oh, I know why. You thought telling me wouldn't make a difference, so you planned it all from the beginning. From start to finish, I've been played for a fool by you."Theodore remained unusually silent.Rosalie didn't remember if he had ever been this silent before. He couldn't find any words to refute the woman before him.A pang of pain shot through Rosalie's heart as she continued, "Bring me the divorce papers already. I don't want anything, not the h
Theodore stared at Rosalie silently, unable to speak for a moment.He was clearly angry, but couldn't find a way to vent it. Didn't she just say she didn't want his child because he himself said he wouldn't give her one? So, why did he feel so stifled?Rosalie wiped away her tears and turned to open the door.Theodore grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"Rosalie forcefully shook his hand off. "You don't expect me to sleep with you, do you? Obviously, I'm going to sleep in the next room."The term 'husband and wife' had lost its meaning between them. There was no point in deluding themselves anymore. Every moment she spent with him was painful.Rosalie opened the door and left. In the guest room, she lay down on the bed, buried her head in the pillow, and cried bitterly.Why was she so weak? Why was she crying at a time like this? She hated herself, but she couldn't control it. Love cut deep. How could it not hurt?Rosalie held her chest, feeling as if her heart was being s
Rosalie felt disoriented after being wheeled out of the emergency room. She could hear voices, but her eyelids felt heavy.Two hours later, Rosalie jolted awake from a nightmare. Having dreamt about losing her child, she instinctively touched her belly."My baby... my baby!""Rose, the baby is fine," Stephanie said, holding her friend's hand.Rosalie turned to see her best friend standing by her bed. Upon hearing that her baby was okay, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling her tension finally ease. Yet, tears started running down her face."I'm sorry, sweetie. I'm so sorry. Thankfully, you're okay. Mommy won't say silly things again!"Stephanie wiped away Rosalie's tears. "Don't cry. You're showing signs of miscarriage, so you mustn't get too emotional. You have to take good care of yourself for the next few months. Rest in bed, eat balanced meals, and avoid strenuous activities."Rosalie nodded vigorously. "I understand. I'll do all of that!"Suddenly, a man walked into the
Theodore tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Thinking about what Rose had said to him before she left made him feel like there was a gaping hole in his chest. The various complex emotions running through him left him feeling restless.He got out of bed and approached Rosalie's room door. After hesitating for a while, he lightly knocked on the door."Rose, are you asleep?"He received only silence as a reply. It was already late, so she should be asleep by now. He turned to leave, but felt uneasy, so he turned back and knocked on the door again."Rose, I need to talk to you. Can I come in?"Still, nothing but silence.He sighed. "I know you don't want to see me right now, but I want to apologize. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that today."I've been doing and saying everything wrong today, and I hurt you. I know I'm not a good man. I'm truly sorry. If I could have another chance, I would have been clear with you from the start. I would never hurt you. But unfortunatel
At the hospital, Sebastian sat by Rosalie's bedside, slicing an apple for her."Mr. Carter, I'm really sorry for making you come all this way.""No need to apologize. I came of my own accord. Besides, why do you mind when I don't?"Rosalie smiled politely, but still felt guilty."I was a bit abrupt when I hung up on you. You're not upset, are you?""Come on, if I were upset, would I be here?"After slicing the apple into small pieces and putting them in a container, Sebastian speared one with a toothpick and handed it to Rosalie."Here, have some."Rosalie attempted to sit up. "I can do it myself...""Don't move. Have you forgotten what you just experienced?" said Sebastian, in a tone that was slightly admonishing but still warm.Rosalie grinned awkwardly. "Mr. Carter, you don't have to be so nice to me. I'm not used to it.""You don't have to be used to it. You're a patient. It's a chance for me to experience taking care of someone. So that when I have a wife in the future,