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Yerick scratched his head, and said with a coy smile, “During the summer holidays, I learned under a doctor. I know how to feel a pulse. When I helped you up just now, I could feel from your pulse that you’re pregnant.”

Rosalie asked doubtfully, “How do you know I’m pregnant just from my pulse? How does my pulse feel like?”

She was completely clueless in this regard.

Had she not seen and experienced it for herself, she would never have expected a young man to be able to feel her pulse and tell that she was pregnant so easily.

“Is like this…” Yerick paused thoughtfully for a moment. “Can you give me your hand?”

Rosalie lifted her hand toward him, curious.

Yerick held her wrist carefully, and pressed the tip of his finger on her wrist.

“The pulse of a pregnant woman has a special characteristic. It feels very rounded and fluent, like a string of beads at regular intervals. In the medical field, we feel the pulse at three spots. The first spot is near the palm, with the middle finger as reference. The second spot is here…”

Yerick explained every single detail patiently.

Rosalie listened attentively, looking up at the young man now and then. Noticing the serious look on his face, she realized that he must be a genius. “The last spot actually indicates the health of the kidney. If the pulse here feels strong, it is another indication of pregnancy.”

Rosalie nodded. “That’s really impressive, being able to tell that I’m pregnant just by feeling my pulse.”

Yerick released her wrist, and thoughtfully rolled her sleeves back. “I was actually just trying things out. I didn’t expect it to be accurate. I’m still young, and have lots to learn.”

“How old are you?” Rosalie asked.

“I’m 18.”

“That’s of legal age. You aren’t that young. I’m sure you’re some sort of genius, aren’t you?”

He looked like a bright young man, and the fact that he was able to feel a pulse at such a young age showed how intelligent he must be.

Yerick chuckled coyly. “I do have a higher-than-average IQ, but I still have much to learn.”

Who wouldn’t like a smart, humble, and handsome young man like him?

Smiling, Rosalie said, “It’s great you think that way. You’re only 18 years

old, and life has just started you.

There are so many things in

world you need to learn about.”

“I know, I’ll study hard. There are also many people smarter than me.

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I’m definitely not the only smal

person around.”

Rosalie looked at him with admiration in her eyes. What a humble and excellent young man he was!

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Humility was a good thing. Although one couldn’t be overly humble at times, one couldn’t be too haughty either.

“Are you still in school?” Rosalie asked.

“I’ve graduated from university.”

“Graduated from university…” Rosalie gave him a thumbs up. “You really are a genius!”

“Don’t keep praising me, miss. You’re making me shy.”

Seeing his flushed cheeks, Rosalie had the urge to pinch them.

What an adorable young man!

Her mood was instantly lifted with him around.

“You’re only 18 years old. What do you intend to do after graduation?”

“I’m studying for my Ph.D.,” Yerick said.

“Uh…” Rosalie nodded mechanically, suddenly wishing s

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A genius was indeed worlds apart from her.

She only managed to graduate from University when she was twenty-one, while he was studying for his Ph.D. at the age of 18.

Sometimes, there really was no point comparing between different people. It would only be depressing.

She felt as though she was looking at Theodore when he was 18 years old. He was incredibly smart at that age, too.

However, he wasn’t as warm or sweet as Yerick.

When Theodore was 18, he was very stern and hardly smiled. He wasn’t like his peers, who were bright and lively. He took everything seriously, and was careful and meticulous in all he did. In turn, he was also more mature and had a stronger sense of responsibility compared to them.

When he realized that Rosalie was in a daze, Yerick raised a hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

“Hey, what’s the matter?”

“Huh?” Rosalie snapped back to reality. “Nothing, I just suddenly feel a little hungry.”

“You’re hungry? What a coincidence, me too. I know an Italian restaurant nearby that’s excellent. Do you want to join me for a meal?”

Rosalie nodded. “Sure, but don’t you need to go home? Are your family members waiting for you at home?”

“Nah, my parents aren’t at home. They’re away on a business trip, and I’m all alone. I eat outside every day.”

“Okay, then” Rosalie said. “I’ll treat you to dinner.”

“No need,” Yerick said with a wave of his hand, his innocent expression capable of melting hearts. “How could I let you buy me a meal? I should be the one treating you instead. Please hang on, I’ll check if I have enough money.”

Yerick unzipped his bag, and pulled out a wad of cash. The notes were all crumpled up he even had a bunch of coins, that he started counting. “30, 40, 41, 42…”This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Rosalie saw Yerick struggling to count the cash on hand, and almost couldn’t hold back her laughter, He was only 18 years old, and probably didn’t have much spare cash with him.

“Yerry, I’m in a terrible mood today, and it was only because of you that I feel better. I want to buy you a meal to thank you. Can you please give me a chance to do that?”

It felt good being someone’s senior for once. From the way he addressed her, it felt as though he really was her younger brother.

“How could I let you do that?” Yerick blushed again, something that seemed to happen easily to him.

“Why not? You can treat me back when you have money next time.”

“Alright, then. When I get my project subsidy, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Rosalie nodded, and stood up from the bench. “Let me go upstairs and grab my phone. Wait here for me.”

“Sure,” Yerick said obediently as he remained seated, his hands resting on his knees. He looked just like an obedient puppy.

Rosalie turned back, and entered the building. She went upstairs to grab her phone and put on a jacket. When she returned downstairs, however, she found no one on the bench.

She looked around and didn’t see anyone, either. There were a few passers-by, but none of them were Yerick.

Just then, she spotted a note on the bench.

She walked forward, and picked up the note.

“I’m sorry, miss. I received a call about a problem that cropped up with my project, and I have to make a trip to the lab. Please go ahead and eat Don’t miss a meal just. because I’m not there. Make sure to eat your fill! The food at the Italian restaurant is excellent. Walk out of the gate and turn left. Then walk 150 meters, and you’ll reach the restaurant.”

Rosalie sighed.

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He was only 18 years old, but he was already so busy. He would probably contribute greatly to society in the future. She, on the other hand, was almost 22, and still wallowing in her misery over a failed retationship.

Rosalie pulled out the note Yerick wrote to her from her pocket, which had his social media account handle scribbled on.

She pulled her phone out, and added him on social media

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The night was quiet. A black SUV was parked in a dark, hidden corner.

Yerick sat in the driver’s seat, wearing a black jacket and a hat, as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. He received a notification that Rosalie had added him on social media.

Yerick didn’t immediately accept her request. Instead, he put his phone aside and arched his brow, a cold smirk on his lips.

His innocent expression just moments ago had vanished without a trace. Rather, he looked as though he was possessed by a demon.

In the middle of the night, it started raining heavily.

Sydney was sound asleep on her bed. Suddenly, she heard her doorbell ringing. She immediately sat up on her bed.

Who could it be at this hour? Was Wesley here to bother her again?

She got out of bed, and walked cautiously to the door. When she saw the person through the screen, she immediately opened the door in shock. Theodore was standing outside, his jacket wide open, his tie in disarray and thoroughly drenched.

His face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. He stared at Sydney with an empty look in his eyes, and asked hoarsely, “Mom, what time is it?” Sydney smelled a strong stench of alcohol. It was so strong, she couldn’t bear to imagine how much he had drunk.

Theodore looked to his left and right, his dazed gaze like that of a lost child.

“I went to the wrong place. This isn’t my house. Where did Rose go? Why did she just go missing?”

Theodore was about to turn to leave when Sydney chased after him. “Theo.”

Theodore halted his footsteps, and turned around. “Do you have something to say?”

Sydney nodded. “Aren’t you looking for Rose? Come on in. I know where she is.”

Theodore smiled. “Really?”

“Yes, come on in,” Sydney said as she reached her hand out.

He was so drunk and in a daze, she had no idea how he even made it here. If she were to let him go, something untoward might happen to him. Theodore stumbled into the house. Suddenly, his body swayed to one side and he collapsed face-down on the floor.

Sydney rushed forward, and held him in her arms.

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leaned against her shoulders. It took all of her might and strength to drag him into her house. With a plop, she flung him onto the couch.

She was so exhausted, she could hardly stand straight. When she finally managed to do so, she was panting, with beads of sweat lining her brows.

This damn boy, making himself so drunk in the middle of the night…

A gust of wind blew in through the windows, billowing the curtains and making the air colder. Sydney hurriedly shut the windows tight.

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Sydney went into her room to grab some clean clothes and towel. She sat next to Theodore, lifted here hands, and patted his cheeks gently. “Theo, Theo?”

Theodore leaned against the couch, and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the face before him, he smiled and said, “Mom, what are you doing here?”

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“I can’t believe you’re asking me that when you’re the one who came running to my place. Why did you drink so much?”

Something must have happened, and it was either the company or something to do with Rosalie.

“Is that so? How…how did I come here?” Theodore straightened up shakily on the couch’s “I… I’ll leave, then.”

On top of sounding drunk, he also sounded indignant, as if Sydney was chasing him away.

He was about to stand up when Sydney pressed him back onto the couch. “Where do you think you’re going?” Theodore sat back down on the couch and looked around him, still in a daze.

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“To…to look for my wife, of course,” Theodore replied confidently.

“Your wife?” Sydney sneered. “Who’s your wife?”

“Mom, you clearly don’t care about me, as I’ve said many times. You don’t even know who my wife is.” Theodore looked down, and added dejectedly, “You’ve never cared about me since I was a kid. I hardly saw you, and I had no idea where you went.”

Sydney had wanted to trap him with her words, but her eyes dimmed with guilt at his accusation.

She composed herself before saying, “Do you really hate me, then?”

“What about you?” Theodore looked up. “Do you really hate me, too? You think of Dad whenever you see me.”

Tears suddenly welled up in Sydney’s eyes.

“Alright, that’s quite enough. Remove your wet clothes and get changed into these dry ones.”

Sydney sat next to him and wiped his face and hair before reaching out to unbutton his shirt. Suddenly, Theodore grabbed her hands and shoved her away rudely.

“What are you doing?” Sydney exclaimed in shock.

“I’m married. Don’t touch me.”

Sydney rolled her eyes. “I know you’re married. Your wife is Rosalie Young.”

“Why did you touch me if you knew that? How shameless,” Theodore said as he buttoned his shirt up and looked at her in disdain.

Sydney sighed helplessly.

This drunkard had clearly forgotten that he was divorced. What was the point of acting like a devoted husband? His wife was no longer his wife anymore.

Theodore was so drunk, Sydney couldn’t bear to sober him up. Since he was already drunk, she would let him feel better about things. If being drunk allowed him to think that he’s still married, then so be it.

“I’m going home. Rose is at home waiting for me. She’ll get worried if I go home late.”

He was completely immersed in his own world—a world where he was still married to Rosalie.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Theo,” Sydney said as she grabbed his arm. “It’s fine. I’ve told her about it. You’ll stay here for the night and go back tomorrow.”

“Where is this place?” Theodore’s head was spinning so badly, he didn’t even know what he was saying.

“Child, what’s going on? You’ve turned into a fool after getting drunk.”

Sydney wanted to take off his wet jacket, lest he fell sick.

Theodore started struggling against her, and warned her in all seriousness, “I said, don’t touch me! Why are you taking off my clothes?”

He crossed his arms tight in a defensive stance. It looked hilarious and laughable.

“Rose will misunderstand if she sees this!”

Sydney found the situation getting stranger and stranger by the minute.

“Mom?” Theodore suddenly drew close to her, and said with widened eyes, “Where did you go? How did you come back? I haven’t seen you in a long time.”

“You beat.” Sydney smacked the back of his head, but not too hard. “Yes, I’m back. I’m back to see my son. Can’t I?”

Theodore chuckled. “Seems like you still remember your son. You weren’t by my side even when I was sick. You clearly don’t care about me.” Theodore was talking in circles.

“Theo, you’re so silly. Why did you get a divorce when it made you so unhappy? Rose is slowly recovering from it, but you’re falling deeper and deeper in it. You’re not walkingin’ your father’s footsteps, you’re the enhanced version of him,” Sydney said.

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“I’m going home. It’s getting late, she’ll get worried if I go back home late.”

“Who will get worried?” Sydney asked. She sighed loudly, and shook her head helplessly.

“Mom, I’ve got to call Rose and tell her that I’m at… I’m with my mom. I can’t let her have the wrong idea.”

Theodore pulled his phone out of his pocket, and scrolled to Rosalie’s number.

Rosalie’s number was the first on Theodore’s list of contacts. He specifically added a letter ‘A’ in front of Rosalie’s name so she would be listed as the first contact.

He was so drunk, he couldn’t see the words on the screen clearly. He scrolled up and down and clicked randomly on the screen, but realized he pressed on the wrong number.

When he called the number, he put the phone to his ear.

An agitated voice sounded through the phone. “Theo, it’s so late. What’s the matter? Are you missing me?”

Theodore found it strange to hear this voice. He looked at his screen, and saw the name reflected on it.

How did “Rose” turn into “Cynthia”?

He furrowed his brows in irritation.

“Why did you pick up Rose’s phone? Are you two together?”

“What?” Cynthia asked, confused. “Theo, what are you talking about? Didn’t you call me?”

“Who called you? Give Rose her phone back. Don’t just answer her calls, she’ll get mad. You’re being rude like this.” Theodore’s voice was filled with reproach.

Cynthia could sense that Theodore was drunk. “Did you have a drop too much? Theo, where are you right now?” Sydney could stand it any longer, and snatched Theodore’s phone from his hand and hung up.

“Mom, what are you doing?”

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Theodore said with furrowed brows.

“I’m

end the call? She’ll get maday just

talking to Rose, why did

“You didn’t call Rose, you called Cynthia, you idiot!”

Sydney really wanted to pull his ear and make him take a good look which number he actually called just now.

Cynthia’s name was nearer the end

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of Theodore’s contact list, given her family name started with ‘Z’. However, Theodore was in such a daze that he somehow scrolled to the end of his contact list and called her number.

“Cindy?” Theodore smacked his forehead. “I’ll try again, then.”

He snatched his phone back, wanting to call Rosalie. Just then, Cynthia texted him.

Sydney noticed it, and grabbed the phone immediately. The text was mushy and pretentious.

[Theo, if you’re in a bad mood,

please come to me. I’ll be glad to be

your emotional garbage dump. Don’t

keep things to yourself. Even if the

whole world doesn’t love you

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anymore, I’m still around. I love you,

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Sydney shuddered, and almost puked. Cynthia Zeller really was disgusting!

Sydney continued holding onto Theodore’s phone, and unceremoniously typed out a reply.

[Who would love someone like you? Scram!]

After sending the text, she blocked Cynthia’s number without hesitation.

After doing everything she wanted on her son’s phone, she stuffed his phone back into his arms, finally satisfied. “Mom, what did you text just now?”

Theodore saw his mother jabbing away at his phone screen just now, but couldn’t see the contents of her text.

Sydney smirked. “Nothing, just showing her some concern.”

“Oh,” Theodore said, looking disinterested in any conversation pertaining to Cynthia. “What…what did I want to do just now?” Theodore seemed to have forgotten about everything, including how much alcohol he drank just now.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

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“You said that you wanted to call Rose, you silly,” Sydney said, not sure whether to laugh or cry.

Seeing Theodore right now both made her heart ache and gave her the urge to laugh out loud. He had it coming, really.

“Oh, yes. I wanted to call Rose.” Theodore suddenly laughed, his pale and haggard but still handsome face suddenly filling with hope.

This time, he dialed the right number and finally called Rosalie. However, all he heard was the sound of the automated voice over the phone. “Sorry, the number you’ve dialed is unavailable. Please try again later…”

Theodore listened all the way till the automated voice message ended. The phone went back to standby mode, and fell from his hand to the couch with a plop.

He suddenly smiled bitterly and helplessly.

“I remember it now,” he said. “Rose divorced me. She’s no longer my wife.”

He felt as though he had woken up from a dream, and realized a fact that he didn’t want to realize.

Theodore was stunned with disbelief.

Sydney reminded him exasperatedly, “Silly boy, you have to be clear about the facts. Rose didn’t divorce you. You divorced her, did you forget that? You were the one who insisted on the divorce.”

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Theodore smirked self-derisively. “Right, I was the one who asked for the divorce. But isn’t that a good idea? Rose doesn’t love me, anyway.”

Theodore plopped on the sofa and hugged the cushion as he said in a trembling voice, “Mom, she doesn’t love me.”

“Did she say that herself?” Sydney asked.

Theodore nodded, looking like a lonesome and pitiful little child.

“She said that she has never loved me over the past ten years. Since she couldn’t fall in love with me even after ten years, what else can I do? I’ve already given her a divorce. Why did she have to block and ignore me? Why does she not even want to see me? I thought she just wanted a divorce, but now, I clearly see for myself that she hates me.”

Theodore shut his eyes in pain. “She really…hates me.”

The sorrow in his voice made Sydney raise her hand and pat his shoulder.

“You’re really my silly boy. Rose

keeps trying to make us spend time with each other so we can talk things through and become closer, but the ones who really need to talk are the two of you, not the two of us.

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Sydney peeled the wet jacket off Theodore’s body.

“You two have never actually opened up to each other and talked things through, have you?”

“Many times,” Theodore’s voice

slurred as he shut his eyes. “Kissing

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didn’t work, hugging her didn’t, either. She didn’t let me hold her hands, and she kicked me aside the

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horrible.”

Sydney was tickled pink by the pitiful look on Theodore’s face as he grumbled.

He looked like an abandoned wife. Yet, he was the bastard who abandoned his wife.

She did pity Theodore, especially as his mother.

Even so, she couldn’t hold back her laughter.

He was the one who insisted on the divorce. He had it coming. How did Rosalie become the bad guy in his version of the story?

If she didn’t know the truth, she might have been misled into thinking that Rosalie was the one who insisted on divorcing him and abandoning her perfect husband and breaking his heart.

But the truth was the total opposite.

Theodore was the one who asked for the divorce so he could be with another woman. How did he become so indignant about it?

It was truly puzzling.

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“Yes, yes, she’s horrible. She doesn’t know what’s going on in your mind at all. When you asked for a divorce, she shouldn’t have agreed to it. She should have clung desperately onto you and refused to the divorce,” Sydney said.

Sydney didn’t want to argue with a drunkard, for fear that it might negatively influence her intellect.

“Exactly! I just asked for a divorce! Why did she have to go along with it? Why did she have to be so obedient?” Theodore yelled in frustration. “She’s not rebellious at all!”

Sydney sighed.

The men of the Spencer family were all idiots, really. They were never satisfied, no matter what.

“Yeah, she shouldn’t have been so obedient. She should have resisted and been rebellious. I think Rose’s an idiot through and through.”

“You’re the idiot!” Theodore grabbed a pillow and flung it aside, like a child throwing a tantrum. He turned around, and said, “Don’t you talk bad about Rose! She’s not an idiot.”

“Oh, still defending her now?” Sydney said with a smile. “So why did you divorce her?”

At the sight of drunk Theodore spouting nonsense before her, Sydney really didn’t understand why he asked Rosalie for a divorce in the first place. “Because…because my Rose…”

Theodore suddenly fell silent.

Sydney patted his head. “Theo?”

But there was no response from him. He was so drunk, he fell asleep.

Sydney removed his wet clothes and changed him into the dry ones she had prepared.

She wasn’t strong enough to move his body, and simply let him lay on the couch to rest. She also grabbed a thick blanket and covered him with it, for fear he might catch a cold.

Worried he might be thirsty, Sydney poured a large glass of water and set it on the coffee table.

“Brat,” Sydney said as he caressed his head. “Have a good rest. Quit saying that I don’t take care of you. You’re so old, but you’re still behaving like a child, feeling indignant when you’re the one in the wrong.”

If he weren’t her own son, she would have given him a thorough scolding.

Her adorable darling had grown up into a huge bastard. An indignant one, at that!

“Mom…” Theodore suddenly whispered under his breath.

“What’s the matter, darling?” Sydney asked.

“I feel miserable. Rose doesn’t want to see me.”

“So do you want to see Rose?”

“I do.”

“How much do you want that?”

“Very, very much.”

“I’ll arrange a date for you two to meet, okay?”

Theodore shut his eyes, but Sydney’s promise made a smile stretch across his face. “Sure.”

“Since I’m going out of my way to create an opportunity for you two to meet, promise me that you’ll talk properly to her, admit your mistakes, and apologize to her where it’s due. Try your best to win her back, okay?”

“I will,” Theodore said as he hugged the pillow in his arms tighter. He said in a low voice, “Come on, Rose. Let’s go home.”

Subsequently, Theodore really fell asleep and said nothing else further.

Sydney sat on the couch by Theodore’s side all the way. She looked at him with a melancholic gaze.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Theo, you and your father are both idiots. Why didn’t you treasure Rose while you still had her? Why do you think you don’t love her? Silly boy don’t follow in your father’s

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footsteps. I don’t want you to end up

like him.”

At the hospital, Cynthia shook with rage, wiping the tears from her eyes as she continued trying to call Theodore.

“Sorry, the number you’ve called is unavailable. Please try again later.”

His line was forever unavailable. She had called him dozens of times and sent him so many texts, but he returned neither her calls nor her messages.

It was when she received the text that read, [Who would love someone like you? Scram!] that he became uncontactable.

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“Theodore Spencer, how could you treat me like this? How could you?! Didn’t you say that you wanted to marry me? What do you mean by this text? You’re too much! You must be throwing me aside now that I’m sick!”

She received Theodore’s call, which woke her up in the middle of the night, but she felt very glad instead of getting angry.

He had contacted her, probably because he had thought of her in the deep of the night.

To her utter surprise, he was intending to call Rosalie but had dialed the wrong number.

He was thinking of Rosalie even when drunk, and even sent an outrageous text like that to her.

“Theodore Spencer! You said that you’d marry me! No-I have to find you right now and get to the bottom of this.”

Cynthia was very agitated, and wanted to pluck out the needle in her arm.

Suddenly, the door was opened. A tall, towering figure marched in, slamming the door shut and locking it from the inside.

Cynthia jumped with fright before she had a chance to pluck out the needle. “Who are you?”

“You don’t recognize me?” The man’s voice was cold and hard. “I’m your brother.”

“Yerick! It’s you!” In her anxiety, Cynthia’s grip tightened over the blanket. Each time she saw him, she would be shrouded in anxiety despite their relationship as “friends”.

Yerick would always be donning a hat and mask. Until now, she had no idea what he really looked like.

“What are you doing here?” she asked nervously.

“I’m here to help you. See how miserable you look now, with those tears down your face. That breaks my heart.”

His voice was gentle, but was tinged with wickedness.

Cynthia wiped the tears from her face. “Don’t bother putting on an act. I don’t believe that you care so much about me.”

Yerick stepped forward, and sat on

the bedside. “Whether you believe it or not, we’re in the same boat. Thankfully, I came just in time. It’d be bad if you torture your body to death.” Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“Have you dealt with your heart problem? Haven’t you said that you’ve already found it? If he’s alive, just kill him and give me his heart need the surgery. I need to get well as soon as possible. I want to get Theodore back and kill that bitch Rosalie!”

Cynthia shook with anger. She didn’t care about anything else at all except for killing Rosalie. As long as she was dead, Theodore would be hers and hers alone.

Yerick’s eyes narrowed as they turned cold. “Seems like you can’t wait already.”

“I’m already in this state, do you still expect me to be patient? Didn’t you say that you’ll work with me? Are you still up to it or not?!” Cynthia spat angrily.

Yerick stood up from the bed and pulled out a syringe and a vial of transparent liquid of around 5 ml from his pocket.

She looked at Yerick syringing the liquid in, and then injecting it into her IV drip.

“What are you doing?” she asked with widened eyes. “What did you inject into me?”

“Good stuff,” Yerick said as a smile broke out on his face.

Cynthia had a bad feeling about it. She was about to remove the needle from her arm when a huge hand pushed her back onto the bed.

She struggled with all her might and was about to scream for help, but Yerick covered her mouth with one hand, muffling her cries.

The smile in his eyes was wicked to the core. “Shh, don’t make a sound. Go to sleep.”

Cynthia’s eyes widened as tears fell

down her cheeks. Fear filled her

eyes as she felt her breathing hasten. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she lost

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consciousness.

Right after, the alarm of the monitoring device went off.

Yerick released Cynthia, turned around, and opened the door to leave.

A few seconds later, a team of medical staff rushed in.

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At nine o’clock the next day, Rosalie was woken up by her phone ringing.

She opened her eyes, and realized that she had overslept. She usually didn’t wake up this late.

Rosalie was still feeling woozy as she sat up on the bed. She reached for her phone, and saw an incoming call. Her heart leapt, and she answered the call immediately.

“Hey, Mom.”

“Rose, are you up?” Sydney asked.

“I am,” Rosalie said as she combed her fingers through her hair, feeling slightly guilty. She looked like a little girl who got caught by her mother for sleeping in, and she dared not admit it. “What’s up, Mom?”

“I’m meeting Geoffrey for lunch later. Join me.”

“Join you? Are you sure, Mom?”

“Do you want me to meet that cunning businessman all by myself?”

“Well, no,” Rosalie said hurriedly. “Of course not, Mom. I’ll go with you.”Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

She had a part to play in this meeting between her mom and Geoffrey. She introduced them for the sake of helping Sebastian, and had begged her mom to meet Geoffrey. She couldn’t possibly leave her mom in the lurch now.

She just didn’t expect the meeting to happen so soon.

Sydney said, “Alright, get yourself ready. I’ll drive over to fetch you. We’ll go to the restaurant together.”

“Mom, just tell me the address of the restaurant. I can drive there myself.”

“Don’t be silly,” Sydney said firmly. “I said I’ll go fetch you. That settles it.”

Sydney didn’t say anything further and hung up right after, not giving Rosalie a chance to reject her.

Rosalie had no choice but to do as Sydney said.

She got out of bed, and walked to the washroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, and jumped in fright. Her face was pale, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Last night, she had cried too much and for too long.

Not wanting Sydney to see her in this state, she hurriedly covered her eyes with a warm towel. She would pretend that what happeneddast night didn’t happen.

After washing up, Rosalie got changed into something

presentable. Soon, Sydney arrived in her car. After getting into her car, Rosalie saw the fatigue in Sydney’s eyes.

“Mom, what’s the matter? Are you feeling tired?”

“I’m fine. I had to take care of Theo last night, and didn’t sleep much.”

Rosalie’s heart leapt at Sydney’s words. “Did something bad happen to Theo?”

Sydney nodded, “Yes.”

“What is it?” Rosalie asked with worry.

Sydney turned around, and said, “It’s nothing to do with you. You two are already divorced.”

With that, Sydney stepped hard on the accelerator and zoomed off.

Throughout the journey, Rosalie kept thinking about Theodore. Many times, she wanted to ask Sydney about it, but she couldn’t get past the fear she had for her

mother-in-law.

To be accurate, her ex-mother-in-law.

She could sense that Sydney was quite upset today.

But Rosalie couldn’t help but ask, “Mom, is Theo sick?”

Things weren’t amicable between them last night.

“I said that it has nothing to do with you. Why are you worried if he’s sick or not? You’re not his wife,” Sydney said flatly.

Rosalie was stunned for words. “But I…”

She wasn’t his wife, yes, and she had made it clear that she didn’t want to be his sister. Who was she to him, that she should worry about him? They had made things clear between them last night, that they would live their respective lives. What was the point of caring about him now? It would only make things between them more complicated.

Rosalie asked nothing further, and swallowed her words of concern back down her throat.

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Geoffrey had booked the entire restaurant.

He had wanted to send a car to fetch Sydney to the restaurant, but she rejected the idea and he didn’t push it. It was enough that he got to meet her.

He arrived early at the restaurant, and waited patiently until he saw Sydney and Rosalie in his line of sight.

He immediately stood up. With a wave of his hand, he said, “I’m over here.”

Sydney glanced at him and stopped in her footsteps, looking slightly stunned. There was a mix of emotions in her eyes.

Very soon, she composed herself and walked toward him step by step. Rosalie followed behind her, feeling slightly nervous.

Sydney and Geoffrey both exuded commanding auras, and it seemed to make the air around them warmer.

Sydney was cold as ice.

Rosalie stood behind her like a meek little lamb.

Geoffrey fixed his gaze on Sydney, with a faint smile that looked deliberate.

“President Harper, we finally meet.” Geoffrey reached a hand out to shake Sydney’s hand.

His hand paused in midair for over ten seconds before Sydney reached out hesitantly to shake it quickly. Then, she retracted her hand. It seemed a bit impolite, as if she was expressing her reluctance to meet him.

Sydney’s attitude told Geoffrey that she probably knew he had threatened Rosalie for this meeting.

“Please have a seat, President Harper.”

Geoffrey pulled out a chair for Sydney. His bodyguards did the same for Rosalie, too.

After the three of them were seated, Geoffrey dismissed his men with a wave of his hand and called for a waiter.

“Let’s order some food first. Please feel free to order anything you like. Don’t stand on ceremony with me. The food here is pretty good.”

The waiter handed them three menus. Sydney took a quick and disinterested look at it, then closed it and returned it to the waiter.

“Rose, please order for us. I’ll have whatever you choose.”

Rosalie nodded. “Okay.”

Geoffrey closed the menu, and smiled faintly. “In that case, we’ll let Ms. Young order for us. I still don’t know how you two are related. You two look like mother and daughter.”

“That’s right,” Sydney said. “We are mother and daughter.”

The smile on Geoffrey’s face froze. “Is that so? That’s great. It’s nice to have a thoughtful daughter. Ms.è Young looks gentle and quiet, much better than my own daughter. Seems like she inherited your good genes, President Harper.”

“I’m afraid it isn’t passed down.” Sydney said, her voice going up a pitch. “Rosalie isn’t biologically my daughter, but my son’s ex-wife. But even though they are divorced, we remain family. She’s just like a

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Geoffrey was shocked. “Your son’s ex-wife?”

“Yes,” Sydney said. “But even though they’re divorced, she’s still a member of the Spencer family and that remains unchanged. Whatever belongs to the Spencer family belongs to her.”

Sydney’s words affirmed Rosalie’s status, such that no one could underestimate her.

Realization dawned upon Geoffrey, and he nodded. “I see. You were once married, Ms. Young.”

Sebastian probably knew about it.

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Sydney could sense the unease in Rosalie, and said, “Chairman Carter, you wanted to meet me, didn’t you? Stop focusing your attention on Rose, and let’s cut to the chase. What’s on your mind?”