“Why are you with Cynthia, then? What right do you have to use me? How shameless can you get?!” Rosalie yelled.


    “I just want to be with Cynthia!” Theodore raged. “I told you that clearly before we got married. I was the one who asked for a divorce. You agreed so readily to it. You were clearly in a rush to file for al divorce, so don’t go around acting like the victim here!”


    Rosalie’s body shook with anger. This man had be utterly unreasonable.


    “Fine. Are you sick of even putting up a pretense? You’re too much!”


    Sebastian pulled Rosalie behind him, and yelled at Theodore, “Call yourself a man! How could you bully Rose like this?!”


    “Am I a man?” Theodore chuckled in a cold, frightening manner. Sebastian Carter, ask Rose yourself whether I am a man. She knows the answer to that best.”


    Rosalie clenched her fists, overwhelmed with anger and humiliation. How dare he say something like this to humiliate her in front of


    others!


    “You bastard!”


    In his fury, Sebastian charged forward and grabbed Theodore’s cor. The two men began fighting!


    “Ahh!” Cynthia shrieked, frightened. “Stop, stop! How dare you punch. Theodore?! Have you gone mad?”


    But that was all she dared to do. She didn’t dare to break up the intense fight between the two men, who were pulling hard punches.


    .


    “Enough! Stop fighting!” Rosalie plopped down on the floor, and started sobbing hard. “Stop fighting!


    “Rose!”


    “Rosalie!”


    Both men released each other the moment they saw Rosalie on the floor, and they lurched straight toward her. Sebastian ended up being the first to reach her.


    He immediately helped Rosalie up from the floor, and asked


    anxiously, “Are you all right?”


    Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and felt immensely guilty at the sight of the injuries on Sebastian’s face. “I’m so sorry. Does it hurt?”


    Rosalie felt miserable as she lifted her hand, wanting to check his facial injuries. Suddenly, arge hand reached out to grab her outstretched hand tight.


    She was dragged away so hard and fast, she felt her stomach lurch


    as she almost vomited all its contents out.


    When she saw the anger etched on Theodore’s face, sheughed. She could no longer feel her heart ache, and all that was left was the hrity of the entire situation.


    Theodore red at her, fire burning in his eyes. “Rosalie, what do you mean by this?”


    They were both injured, but she only cared about Sebastian!


    “Spencer, don’t you dare touch her!”


    Sebastian was about to step forward, when Rosalie shook Theodore’s hand away hard. She yelled furiously, “Enough!”


    She had yelled at the top of her lungs.


    At that moment, she pped Theodore hard. She used so much force that Theodore’s already injured face visibly flushed even redder.


    “What are you doing?!” Cynthia lurched forward like a madwoman, and blocked Rosalie from Theodore. “Are you crazy? How dare you p him! How crass can you be?”


    Theodore was clearly the first to make a move on Sebastian, but Cynthia was blind to that and instead turned around to me Rosalie. People with double standards often flocked together indeed.


    Theodore grabbed Cynthia, and pushed her gently to one side. “Don’t interrupt.”


    Cynthia said anxiously, “Theodore, I…”


    Theodore shot her a cold look, which frightened her so much she looked down. She didn’t dare to make another sound, but it didn’t stop her from ring indignantly at Rosalie.


    Rosalie’s hand was trembling after the p. She didn’t expect things to turn out this way today.


    She had just pped Theodore!


    Things have taken such a ridiculous turn, she actually made a move on him. It felt exactly like a scene out of an exasperating drama.


    Sebastian knew that Rosalie was feeling very emotional right now, and therefore didn’t step forward and add to the chaos. Otherwise, it would only serve to add fuel to the fire. Instead, he simply stood


    behind her silently.


    Rosalie turned to look at Sebastian, and grabbed his arm. “Sebastian, let’s go.”


    She really didn’t want to stay here a minute longer. She had seen through things, and she was feeling exhausted.


    Rosalie dragged Sebastian away in a bid to leave, but Theodore took a step forward.


    “Rose,” he called out.


    “Theodore Spencer!” Rosalie turned around and red coldly at him, the usual tenderness in her eyes all but gone. “Stay here and continue frolicking around with Cynthia if you wish. From now on, we’ll only be husband and wife in name. I won’t interfere in your business, so please don’t interfere in mine either.”


    She waspletely disappointed with him.


    Rosalie left with Sebastian, while Theodore felt as though there were two huge rocks tied to his feet that stopped him from taking a step forward. He could only stand idly by as he watched her disappear into the distance, as if nevering back.


    “Theodore…”


    Cynthia ran over in tears, and cupped his cheeks in her hands.


    “Are you alright? You’re bleeding. I’ll call for a doctor right away to get you checked.”


    “No need.” Theodore pushed her hand away, and looked coldly at her. “Cynthia, what exactly is going on?”


    “What?” Cynthia ked doubtfully at him.


    “You know what I’m talking about. Why was I lying on the bed with you?”


    “…” Cynthia stammered.


    The mix of evasiveness and guilt in Cynthia’s eyes gave Theodore a thought.


    “Did you spike my coffee?”


    He remembered feeling very tired after drinking the coffee. The next thing he knew after he woke up, Rosalie and Sebastian were already


    in his room.


    “I…” Cynthia clenched the hem of her shirt, looking very nervous.


    She knew she couldn’t hide the truth from him, and decided toe


    clean.


    “Yes, I spiked your coffee with sleeping pills.”


    Theodore’s face darkened with anger. “Why did you do that?”


    They had always been sleeping separately, and couldn’t possibly end up on the same bed. Yet something like this happened today of all days, and Rose had to witness the scene.


    He had every reason to be suspicious of Cynthia!


    The anger in his eyes frightened Cynthia so badly, she started shaking. all over.


    “I just thought that you’ve been looking so tired over the past few days. You keep drinking at night instead of resting properly. I was worried about your health, so I added some sleeping pills in your


    coffee so you could rest well. I just want you to have a good night’s sleep, that’s all.”


    “Is that so? Is that also why you slept on my bed, too?”


    The suspicion and anger in his eyes made anger and indignation rise in her chest.


    “So what if I sleep on your bed, Theodore? I know you’re still married, but does it make a difference? You know what’s going on between us. I love you too much. I just want to rest in the embrace of the man I love! What’s wrong with that? I’ve been waiting for you patiently over the years, watching you get married to Rosalie against my wishes. You husband and wife did it together so many times, while I remain all alone. And now… All I want to do is toy down by your side and sleep with you, to feel my beloved man hug me to sleep. Is that such a heinous crime?”


    Cynthia sobbed miserably as she crumpled weakly on the floor. She hugged her knees, her body wracked with sobs.


    “Is it so wrong of me to love you? Didn’t you n on marrying me? What did I do wrong?”


    Theodore looked silently at the woman on the floor. The darkness in his eyes faded as tears slid down her cheeks, and the final vestiges eventually gave way to guilt.


    Cynthia was right. What wrong did she do? He was the one who told Cynthia that he wanted to marry her, and that he would file a divorce with Rose for her sake. Was he trying to me Cynthia now for sleeping with him on the same bed?


    What a joke!


    Theodore had been filled with rage just moments earlier and wanted to vent it all on Cynthia, but he ended up like a deted balloon with nothing more to say.


    Since he fell asleep under the influence of the sleeping pill, he was naturally unable to do anything with Cynthia. However, it was a different issue from other people’s perspective.


    Cynthia cried so hard her sobs gradually became hoarse, until she eventually went out of breath. She copsed on the floor, and


    clutched her chest in pain.


    “Cynthia!”


    Theodore sprinted forward, and hauled her up in his arms before putting her on the bed.


    “Theodore, do you me me? I just wanted you to have a good night’s rest. I didn’t mean anything malicious. It’s just sleeping pills.”


    Cynthia wasn’t foolish enough to spike his coffee with other drugs, lest Theodore woke up and despised her for doing so. She only dared to add sleeping pills to it. She just didn’t expect Rosalie L


    Thinking of that made her feel smug, when odore asked, “How did Rose see us lying on the bed together so coincidentally?”


    Cynthia eximed indignantly, “Theodore, are you suspecting that I reached out to her?”


    She immediately sat up on the bed, and said, “I didn’t! I switched my phone off like you did. I didn’t contact anyone else. I have no idea why Rosalie’s here. I really wasn’t the one, you can go check it out if you


    don’t believe me.”


    “Oh, yes,” Cynthia said as she suddenly thought of something, “The man with Rosalie is probably one of the staff members here. He’s probably the one who let her sneak in. Theodore, you have to believe mé! I really wasn’t the one.”


    This was probably the first time Cynthia told the truth.


    She was so d to be able to spend exclusive couple time with Theodore, so why would she allow another person to interrupt them?


    “Alright, that’s enough. Go get some rest.”


    “Theodore, you trust me, don’t you?” Cynthia grabbed his hand tightly.


    Theodore caressed her head, and assured her, “Don’t think too much.”


    So what if he believed her, and so what if he didn’t? He was ultimately the one at fault for things turning out this way.


    Cynthia wiped the tears away from her face.


    “Rosalie said she doesn’t want to file for a divorce. It was so difficult for her to finally get her hands on your resident register, so you can’t miss this opportunity. I can sense that things are getting messier between you two. It’ll only get worse if you two don’t divorce.”


    The issue remained on Cynthia’s mind. She knew Rosalie would never spare her.


    Theodore pulled his hand away, and tucked her in. “Lie down and get some rest first. I’ll settle this.”


    “Tell me, Theodore. How are you going to settle things? Will you file for a divorce today? She looks like she’s just going to drag things out. That will be detrimental to all three of us!”


    What happened today was a double–edged sword to Cynthia. On one hand, she did cause Rosalie pain. O the other hand, Rosalie used this matter as an excuse to not file for a divorce.


    What a pain in the neck!


    Rosalie was such a wicked woman, taking advantage of any loophole that came by.


    “That’s enough,” Theodore said, sounding frustrated. “I said that I’ll settle things and I will. Stay here and have a good rest.”


    With that, he left the room.


    Cynthia wanted to call out to him, but could only swallow her words. back upon seeing him leave without any hesitation.


    Rosalie and Sebastian changed out of the uniform, and headed back on the helicopter.


    Rosalie was still in a daze, as if she had her soul sucked out of her. She didn’t say where she wanted to go, and only realized that Sebastian was taking her to a vi that she had never seen before when the helicopter finallynded.


    “Come on down,” Sebastian said as he carefully helped Rosalie down the helicopter, afraid that she might fall.


    Rosalie looked around her. “Where are we?”


    “I saw how miserable you looked. Since you didn’t say anything, I decided to bring you to my ce. Don’t worry, only my servants and I are around. There’s no one else.”


    “Sebastian, I’m really sorry for causing you so much trouble.”


    Rosalie felt soulless throughout the entire journey, her mind aplete nk.


    “It’s not trouble at all. Let’s head in and get some rest first. Once we feel up to it, I’ll send you home.”


    Rosalie went into a daze again as her eyes went out of focus. She didn’t even respond to him. Sebastian didn’t say anything further, and instead led her into the vi.


    After settling down in the hall, he poured her a ss of water and sat down by her side.


    He opened his mouth, wanting to say something. Seeing Rosalie still in a daze, he leaned back on the couch and stared unblinkingly at the ceiling.


    He then stood up and left, not wanting to bother her.


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    After half an hour, he returned to the hall and saw Rosalie still seated. in the exact same spot she left her. Instead of the daze she was in earlier, she was sobbing silently, trying not to make a sound.


    It seemed Theodore really hurt her badly.


    He didn’t want to bother her, but at the same time, he was worried about her condition. He knew she had previously been hospitalized,


    after all.


    Finally, he took a few steps forward and said, “Rosalie, I may not fully know how hurt you are, but I can understand how you feel right now. I won’t say that a man like him isn’t worth your tears, because I know you’re sad and you can’t control your emotions. If you want to cry, just go ahead and cry out loud. You can even smash anything you find in this vi if you wish, if it can help you vent.”


    Rosalie bit her lip, desperately trying to hold her tears back. She remained silent, and simply buried her head into the couch.


    Seeing her suppressing herself so much, worry grew in Sebastian’s heart. He walked over, sat by her side, grabbing her arm, and called


    her name.


    “Rosalie.”


    “Let me go,” Rosalie said, startled by his sudden movement.


    Rosalie tried to shake his hands away, but Sebastian continued gripping her arms tight and pulled her up from the couch. He said solemnly, “I’m not letting you go.”


    His domineering expression formed such a stark contrast with his usual genteel demeanor that it startled Rosalie. She started


    struggling against his hold with all her might, but she couldn’t resist him when he pulled her into his arms.


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    When her face hit his chest, her tears finally broke free like a flood against a dam.


    She started sobbing uncontrobly. She clutched at his clean white shirt, which slowly became drenched in her tears and snot.


    Rosalie cried in his arms, her entire body shaking and convulsing with sobs. When she was finally spent and her voice had turned hoarse, the tears stopped flowing and she quietened down in his embrace.


    Her petite face was all red and swollen, and so were her eyes. After releasing all the pressure building inside her, she felt just like a deted balloon..


    She wiped the tears from her face, and hurriedly sat up from Sebastian’s embrace.


    “I’m sorry for being such an embarrassment.”


    “It’s all right. Do you feel better?”


    He was back to his usual genteel and mild–mannered demeanor.


    Rosalie recalled the hint of dominance he exuded before she burst out crying. She thought that he must have been deliberately trying to trigger an outburst in her, allowing her to get it out of her system.


    “I feel much better. Sorry for soiling your shirt.”


    “It’s fine, it’s just a shirt.”


    Sebastian smiled. He winced in pain as he identally pulled the wound at the corner of his lips.


    Rosalie thought that his face looked a little swollen. “Do you need to go to the hospital to get your injuries checked?”


    “It’s all right. Just some superficial wounds. I’ll be fine in a few days.”


    “No way! You have to at least apply some ointment. You can’t just leave it be. Do you have a first–aid kit at home? I’ll help you treat your


    wounds.”


    Sebastian was about to reject her, but allowing her some distraction from her bad mood seemed like a good idea. With that, he nodded


    and asked his servant to fetch the first–aid kit.


    Rosalie opened the first–aid kit, and began treating Sebastian’s wounds. She went about the task very carefully, for fear of hurting


    him.


    They sat in close proximity to each other, their breaths mingling.


    Rosalie was purely trying to treat his wounds, but Sebastian kept his gaze locked on her.


    Rosalie fixed her eyes on the wound at the corner of Sebastian’s lips,


    and couldn’t help but think of Theodore. He was injured too, and she even pped him.


    But what did she have to worry about? Cynthia was with him.


    The thought made Rosalie’s hands start to tremble.


    “What’s the matter?” Sebastian asked, worried.


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    His voice forced her back to re: ty, and that was when she realized she was too close forfort with him. She immediately leaned back, pulling the distance between them wider.


    “I’m fine. I’m done treating your wound.”


    “Thank you,” Sebastian said. He instructed one of his servants to take


    the first–aid kit away. “What do you want for lunch?”


    “I think I’d better head back,” Rosalie said with an awkward smile.


    “Go back after lunch. Otherwise, you’ll be having lunch alone and so would I. Just take it as a simple meal between friends. Don’t forget, you do owe me a meal.”


    He stated it matter–of–factly, and Rosalie had no reason to reject him.


    She nodded.


    “All right, then.”


    “What do you like to eat? I’ll have the kitchen prepare it.”


    “I’m not picky. I eat anything as long as it’s not too greasy. Greasy food gives me gastric problems,” she said, rubbing her belly.


    “All right, I got it.”


    Sebastian instructed the kitchen to prepare lunch, before settling down on the couch with Rosalie.


    He saw how mncholic Rosalie looked and wanted to say


    something, but eventually decided against it. Instead, he simply sat quietly next to her.


    They remained silent for a long time, until Rosalie broke the silence. “I


    was too rash.”


    “What? If you’re referring to what happened today, I think anyone. would have done what you did.”


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    Rosalie took a deep breath.


    “Before Theodore and I got married, I knew that he loved Cynthia. I thought that with that woman gone, he would slowly forget about her. Who knew that they’ve been keeping in contact. We were married for only one year…”


    Rosalie looked like she was on the verge of tears as she spoke.


    Sebastian immediately handed her a napkin.


    “Thank you, but I’m not crying this time,” Rosalie said, feeling as though she was all out of tears. She pulled out her resident register, and gently ran her fingers over the cover.


    “I should have divorced him there and then instead of saying I won’t out of spite. Was I being foolish?”


    “No,” Sebastian said as he gently patted her shoulders. He saidfortingly, “I know that you were overwhelmed with anger at that point. You didn’t want them looking so smug. If I were in your shoes, I might do the exact same thing. It’s really not your fault, so please don’t me yourself. They were the ones who took things too far.”


    “I loved the wrong man.”


    Rosalie stared at the resident register in a daze, before pulling her phone out from her pocket to check the time. She then realized that her phone was out of battery, and had switched off automatically.


    Sebastian saw the cked–out screen on her phone, and immediately offered, “I have a charger. You can use it.”


    Rosalie nodded. “Thanks.”


    Sebastian hooked her phone up to his charger, and put it aside to allow it to charge.


    “What time is it now?” Rosalie asked.


    Sebastian nced at the clock, and said, “One in the afternoon. What’s the matter? Do you have something to do?”


    “I was too rash at the resort, and said that I wouldn’t file for a divorce


    to make things difficult for them. I’m regretting it right now. I’d rather quickly go through the divorce, lest I have to bear the sight of him again.”


    Anger had gotten the better of her just now, and she had said things out of spite. She just didn’t want to let them off so easily, and this seemed to be the best way to take revenge on them.


    Now that she had calmed down and thought about it, doing so was


    detrimental to her as well.


    What good would it do to her if she didn’t get a divorce?. Aside from guarding the position of Mrs. Spencer with her life so Cynthia would never see the light of day and she would never be able to officially be together with Theodore, there was no other advantage to this. She


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    wouldn’t exactly emerge as the winner, either.


    After charging her phone for a while, Rosalie switched her phone on and found a few missed calls from Theodore.


    He had finally switched his phone off, but her phone was in turn switched off. They seemed to always be missing each other, and shared no affinity whatsoever.


    Rosalie took a deep breath, and called Theodore’s number. He answered the call very quickly.All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Before Rosalie had the chance to speak, Theodore said, “Rose, where are you?”


    “I’m looking for you, too,<i>” </i>Rosalie said coldly. “Let’s meet at the clerk’s office. Let’s file for a divorce before five in the evening today.”


    Silence ensued over the line.


    “Where are you right now?” he asked again.


    “That’s not important. We’ll meet at the entrance of the bureau and file for a divorce. We’ll both be released from this situation. Please


    rush there within the next hour.”


    Theodore remained silent for a while before saying, “Okay.”


    With that, both of them ended the call.


    His final agreement pierced through Rosalie’s heart like a knife.


    They were finally going to get a divorce. It was great.


    But why did it hurt so badly?


    She must have loved this man for too long. It was ten years <b>in </b>total- what a long time it was! She felt as though a knife had been stuck in her heart over the decade, that she no longer felt any pain. Now that she had to suddenly pull it out, the pain was excruciating.


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    But it didn’t matter. The pain would eventually go away, and time. would heal all wounds.


    She turned to say to Sebastian “Thank you, but I think I’ll skip lunch. I’m rushing to meet Theodore so that we can file for a divorce. I probably won’t have time to eat.”


    Sebastian acknowledged her exnation, and instructed the kitchen. to stop preparing lunch.


    Rosalie was puzzled. “Are you not eating lunch too?”


    She might be leaving, but Sebastian was going to remain here.


    “I’ll send you to the bureau. How are you intending to go there otherwise?”


    Rosalie suddenly remembered that her car wasn’t around.


    What’s more, they were in the wealthy district where every household owned a luxury car. There didn’t seem to be any taxis or subways


    around.


    Sebastian said, “We’re very far away from the bureau. I’ll drive you


    there.”


    “But that’d be so much trouble for you. You haven’t had lunch, either.”


    “A couple of hours won’t make much difference. You, on the other hand, are pregnant and must have some food. Wait for me.”


    Sebastian stood up and walked off. After a while, he returned with some milk, bread, and fruit.


    “I’ll drive you to the bureau while you eat these along the way. We’ll have a good meal tonight.”


    Rosalie nodded. “All right, then. Thank you so much.”


    “It’s fine. It’s no trouble at all.” In fact, Sebastian was d to be able


    to do something for Rosalie.


    The two of them rushed to the bureau.


    Rosalie sat <b>in </b>the hall of the bureau with her resident register in hand


    as anxiety started creeping up on her.


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    Howeber, Theodore never appeared.


    Rosalie called Theodore, who said that he was on his way and would reach soon. But half an hour passed, then an hour, and he still hadn’t arrived.


    It was way past the one hour they agreed on earlier.


    There were many people queuing up ahead of her. If he didn’t rush here in time, the staff members of the office may end up knocking off.


    When it was about four in the evening, Theodore was still nowhere to be found. Rosalie was furious about Theodore’sck of proactivity even in filing for a divorce–which he asked for.


    She was about to call Theodore when she received another call,


    which looked to be from the police station.


    She answered the call with doubts in her heart. “Hello.”


    “What did you say? How did it happen?!” she eximed in shock.


    “Okay, I got it.”


    She hung up.


    “What happened?” Sebastian asked.


    Rosalie’s head started throbbing.


    “Theodore was caught for drunk driving, and he’s at the police station right now. I need to bail him out.”


    “Drunk driving?” Doubt shed past the depths of Sebastian’s eyes. Rosalie, don’t panic. Which police station is it? I’ll bring you there.”


    By the time Sebastian drove Rosalie to the police station that


    Theodore was in, it was almost five in the evening.


    Theodore was seated casually on the floor against the wall in the detention cell, one of his legs stretched before him while the other<b>. </b>


    bent at the knee. He looked rxed and carefree.


    Rosalie walked to the door of the detention cell. “What happened to you?”


    Theodore turned to see Rosalie, and forced a smile. “You’re here.”


    He looked sofortable right there, as if he were a repeat offender when this was the first time something like this happened to him.


    “You…”


    Rosalie was about to say something, when a policeman walked over.


    “There are some forms we need you to fill, ma’am.”


    Rosalie felt anger rise up her chest, but she had no choice but to leave with the policeman.


    She filled in many forms, and even had to write a letter of guarantee and pay a penalty. After everything was done, it was 4.40 pm. The clerk’s office was set to close in twenty minutes.


    Even if she managed to bail Theodore out and rush over to the office right now, they wouldn’t be able to make it in time.


    As Theodore was a first–time offender and the alcohol level detected in him wasn’t high, he simply had to have his license suspended for three months. Rosalie was able to bail him out after paying the penalty.


    When Theodore was sent to the main lobby of the police station, he saw Rosalie ring at him.


    Wounds were still visible on his face.


    “What exactly is going on? Since you drank, you should have let the driver drive instead! Why did you drive the car yourself? Because of what you did, everything is dyed! How are we going to file for a divorce now?” she snapped.


    For the first time, Rosalie saw that Theodore had failed to meet up to expectations. He was the president of SK Enterprise; he had always been a disciplined, timely and punctual man, careful <b>in </b>all things he did.


    But why was he bing less punctual, more sloppy and unreasonable recently?


    “We’ll file for a divorce tomorrow afternoon instead.”


    Rosalie scoffed at his suggestion. “Theodore, you…!”


    Before she couldplete her sentence, her phone rang. She nced at it, and realized that her phone battery was running low. Reba was calling.


    She knew why Reba was calling her. She almost didn’t dare to answer the call, but the fear that Reba might worry made her grit her teeth and answer the call anyway.


    “Hey, Grandma.”


    “Rose, are you sending someone over with the resident register?”


    “Grandma, I was very busy today.


    “No,” Reba said in a tone that suddenly turned solemn. “I want to see the resident register in one hour’s time. Otherwise, I’ll go find you in person and see if you’ve reced your ID card.”


    The chill in Reba’s voice told Rosalie that Reba must already be suspicious of her. She had to give back the resident register, by hook or by crook.


    “All right, Grandma. I got it. I’ll have someone give back the register right now.”


    “Good. Watch the time, otherwise I might suspect that you took the register to do something fishy.” With that, Reba hung up.


    Rosalie could sense the heavy suspicion in Reba’s voice. For all she knew, Reba might already be onto something, but was giving her ast chance by not exposing her there and then.


    She really couldn’t imagine how Reba would react if thetter. found out the truth.


    “Theodore Spencer, are you happy about this right now? We can’t file. for a divorce tomorrow afternoon. Grandma wants the register back. in one hour’s time.”


    “We’ll file for a divorce next time. We can always get the register. another time.”


    Theodore’s indifference toward the entire situation gave Rosalie the urge to p him. “You…”


    Just then, Sebastian walked into the lobby and asked, “Rosalie, are you done?”


    The sight of Sebastian made Theodore’s eyes grow cold. “You


    brought him along too?”


    Was Rosalie thinking of marrying Sebastian right after divorcing him?


    “Sebastian drove me he out of the goodness of his heart. As for you, just look at how you’re behaving right now.” Rosalie gripped the resident register tightly in her hands, andmented, “I’m so


    disappointed in you right now.”


    She couldn’t even bring herself to feel angry at him, and her heart was filled with disappointment.


    “From now on, I won’t do anything more to push for the divorce. Since you don’t find it urgent, why should I find it urgent? At the end of the day, you and Cynthia are the ones losing out. You’re on your own.”


    She felt exhausted, especially after so many missed opportunities time and time again. Why did it seem so impossible to divorce Theodore?!


    With that, Rosalie turned to leave. “Let’s go, Sebastian.”


    “Rosalie, are you all right?”


    “I’m fine. Let’s go have dinner. I don’t want to get angry over him,” Rosalie said as she tried to keep her emotions in check..


    Back in the car, Rosalie suddenly felt out of breath.


    Sebastian immediately wound the windows down to let in some fresh air. Rosalie felt much better with the wind in her face. She reached


    out to caress her belly.


    “Do you feel unwell? Should I bring you to the hospital to get things checked?”


    “It’s fine, I’m not unwell.”


    She felt upset, and it wasn’t something that the doctors could do anything about. However, she would try her best to rx and not


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    dwell over the matter for the sake of her baby.


    “You’ll eventuall, find a chance to file for a divorce. Don’t worry.”


    Rosalie sighed. “How did things turn out like this?”


    “Yes,” Sebastian said with doubt. Why did Theodore get caught drur driving today, of all days? The police usually caught offenders for drunk–driving at night, and not in the day.


    “A man like Theodore would never be this careless. If he really wante the divorce, he would have been cautious and not allow anything lik this to happen. How could he possibly drive after drinking? What‘ more, he had a driver to boot.


    “Rosalie, should I send you home?”


    “I still owe you a meal,” Rosalie said. “Let’s go have dinner. I didn‘ just say it to piss Theodore off.”


    She had been keeping this meal she owed Sebastian in mind, and thought it was better to return the favor as soon as possible instead of dragging things out.


    “All right, then. What do you want to eat?”


    “I’m good with anything. Let’s go to your favorite restaurant.”


    “Sure,” he said, knowing that Rosalie probably wasn’t in a state of mind to make any decision right now.


    Can I send the resident register over to you in person tomorrow?” Rosalie pleaded.


    When they arrived at a restaurant, Rosalie called her family’s driver. She gave him the resident register so he could get it to Grandma as soon as possible.


    The restaurant had a great ambiance, with a pianist ying a soothing melody on stage. Rosalie was lost in the mesmerizing tune as she listened intently to it.


    “Rosalie, have you thought of a name for your baby?”


    Sebastian tried hard to think of topics to chat with Rosalie about to distract her from thinking about things that would upset her.


    “I haven’t thought of that yet,” Rosalie said as she smiled. “I don’t even know if it’s a girl or boy.”


    “You should have a name ready.”


    “Yeah.”


    “Do you wish for it to be a boy or a girl?”


    “I don’t know,” Rosalie said, looking rather upset.


    “If I were to give birth to a boy who inherits Theodore’s personality and ends up being a bastard who goes around breaking women’s hearts, what should I do?”


    “If I gave birth to a girl who’s so vulnerable to heartbreak, what should I’do? Who can protect her from being taken advantage of? She


    doesn’t have a father, after all.”


    Rosalie started to panic, thinking about being a single mother and the potential of her baby growing up and being led astray due to theck. of a father’s love. Would the child end up being the subject of


    mockery and ridicule?


    These were all problems she would have to face in the future. She had set her mind on giving birth to the child, but did she consider whether the child would be happy in this life?


    As much as she loved the child, this society was prejudiced against single mothers and children whoe from broken families.


    She even thought that if she gave birth the baby ended up suffering, it would be her fault.


    Sebastian could guess what Rosalie was thinking from the panic on her face. He seemed to have eyes that could see through everything.


    “If you gave birth to a girl, who said that no one would protect her? Not only does she have you as her mother, but she also has…”


    “Who else?” Rosalie looked up at him. “Are you referring to Theodore? I’ll never let him know about this child’s existence. He doesn’t deserve


    to.”


    “I didn’t mean him. Of course I wasn’t referring to Theodore.”


    “Who were you referring to, then?” Rosalie looked at him doubtfully.


    Sebastian put down his cutlery, and said, “If you’re willing, I can protect her.”


    Rosalie’s heart trembled. “What…what did you say?”


    Fear shed past the depths of her eyes.


    “Oh, please don’t misunderstand me.”


    Seeing her panic, Sebastian immediately exined himself.


    “It’s not what you think it is. I meant that since we’re friends, I’ll be your children’s uncle of sorts. If your child ends up a boy, I’ll help your guide and teach him to be a good man. If you end up having a girl, I’ll


    protect her getting taken advantage of Rosalie, you’re not alone. You have nothing to worry about.”


    Rosalie’s heart was racing. She rested her palms on her knees, and could feel it sweating. She could sense something from Sebastian’s eyes, and it made her nervous.


    “Sebastian, you don’t need to be like this. How could I trouble you with my child?”


    “Why should things be so calctive between friends? Unless you don’t treat me as your friend. I trust that you’lle to my aid should I need your help in the future, right?”


    Rosalie had no words to counter him. His words made sense. Although they hadn’t known each other for very long, she could sense that Sebastian was a good man who was worth trusting.


    “We’ll see about that. I don’t even know where I’ll be when the time


    Who could help another person their entire lives? Even some husbands and wives couldn’t depend on each other.


    What’s more, Sebastian was an outstanding man who would eventually get married, probably to an equally outstanding woman worthy of his status. When he eventually has his own family, how could he possibly have the time and energy to care about another woman’s child? His wife would be the first to object.


    Sebastian said nothing further. He knew his boundaries very well.


    A melodious tune suddenly came from the piano, which sounded different from just now.


    In fact, the tune sounded very familiar.


    Rosalie turned to see a handsomely–dressed man seated on stage, his svelte fingers dancing gracefully across the piano keys.


    Everyone’s attention was drawn to the mesmerizing melody.


    Rosalie was shocked upon seeing his face.


    What was Theodore doing there, ying the piano on stage?!


    Rosalie looked down, and saw a woman seated in the audience. Said woman was resting her chin on the back of her hands, looking at Theodore in worship. Theodore was also looking back at her, their eyes locking affectionately.


    That woman was no other than Cynthia Zeller!


    Sebastian looked at the man on stage, his brows furrowing. Why were


    they here too? What rotten luck!


    “Rosalie, shall we go somewhere else?”


    Rosalie snapped back to attention, “No need. We merely had a few bites of our dinner. Let’s finish up first.”


    What would it look like if she were to flee right now? She would look. like the guilty party, when she was in fact the legally–wedded wife.


    Why should the wife flee when she saw her husband tantly bringing his illicit lover out on a date?


    She refused to leave for the sake of her dignity.


    Upon seeing Rosalie insist on staying, Sebastian said nothing further and ate his food with her in silence.


    Rosalie gripped her cutlery tighter as she heard the melody ying in the background.


    Didn’t Theodore used to y this song to her on the piano? She remembered that he enjoyed ying the piano when they just got married. He would always make her sit down and listen to him y.


    She also enjoyed listening to him on the piano, mesmerized by the sight of him gracefully ying the instrument. He was too handsome and suave, and looked every bit like a prince whenever he was at the piano.


    Eventually, he stopped ying the piano. Sometimes she would


    request to listen to him y, but he would tell her that he was feeling tired and didn’t want to y. She eventually stopped asking too, and he never yed it again.


    And now, he was ying the song that he used to y to his wife at home to his illicit lover in public?


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    In Theodore’s eyes, Cynthia was no illicit lover. She was his beloved woman. For all she knew, Rosalie was probably the illicit lover in his eyes, the redundant one between the both of them.


    Rosalie’s hand shook so hard, the food on her te almost dropped


    out.


    Sebastian put down his cutlery and reached out to grab Rosalie’s te. He then cut up all the food into smaller pieces, and put her te back in front of her.


    Rosalie was still holding onto her cutlery. She looked up, and said, Do you find me very useless?”


    “No, you’re very brave,” Sebastian saidfortingly. “It’s amazing


    that you’re still seated here. You’re right. Why should you be the one to leave? You’re not the one at fault, they are the ones who’re in the wrong. It’s just that you’re good–natured enough to not kick up a fuss with him. That’s beneath you.”


    Sebastian was so good with words that it touched Rosalie despite her bad mood. She did feelforted by what he said.


    “Thank you.”


    “Let’s eat. After the meal, I’ll bring you out for some fresh air.” “Okay.”


    The melody came to an end as the audience burst into apuse.


    Theodore straightened his jacket, and walked down the stage suavely