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After unlocking the box with trembling hands, Rosalie opened the cover and found many documents of various colors inside.

She flipped through the documents, but couldn’t find their resident

register.

There were other documents inside. Grandma and Grandpa’s wedding certificate looked so old, its colors were faded. The photo on the certificate was even black and white.

Grandma and Grandpa looked to be very young. Grandpa looked suave and handsome, while Grandma looked beautiful. smiling so happily, and looked clearly in love with each other.

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The Spencers were blessed with excellent genes.

Unfortunately, with the cruel passage of time, Grandpa had bidden the world goodbye, leaving Grandma all alone. Beautiful memories could only be stored in this box, which was probably why Grandma kept it locked.

Rosalie knew she and Theodore wouldn’t even have the chance to

create beautiful memories between them.

One year of marriage was too short. Even the memories created

during that short period of time felt painful.

Rosalie snapped back to reality, and continued looking for her

resident register. However, she couldn’t find it.

Rebecca didn’t put their resident register in this box.

Where could they be?

She couldn’t find their resident register anywhere else in Rebecca’s

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room. Could they be in Zane’s room instead?

Rosalie was starting to panic. As it turned out, the plans she had put in place over the entire day had fallen through!

She couldn’t file for a divorce from Theodore after all.

Left with no other choice, she put all the documents back into the box and lock it up again. She returned to Rebecca’s room, and put the box where she found it.

In the deep of the night, she snuck into Zane’s workroom and put the key back where she first found it.

By the time Rosalie returned to her room, her forehead was covered

with sweat.

Theodore, unlike her, was having the time of his life with Cynthia and left her to do all the dirty work. He was clearly the one who asked for a divorce, but she was the one who ended up doing everything.

He was too much! What right did he have to be having a good time

with Cynthia?

What’s more, they were now unable to file for a divorce tomorrow. He was technically having an affair!

The more Rosalie thought about it, the angrier she felt.

She pulled her phone out, and dialed Theodore’s phone number.

He picked up the call after over ten seconds. “Hello?”

“Theodore, where are you right now?” Rosalie asked, a slight tremor in

her voice.

“Theodore, who is calling you at such a late hour?” Cynthia’s hoarse voice sounded from the other end of the line.

Rosalie’s brain buzzed. He really went to Cynthia’s–he wasn’t lying to

her!

Theodore said tenderly, “Cynthia, go back to sleep. I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

With that, his voice turned cold as he turned his attention back to Rosalie. “What’s the matter?”

“Did you really go to Cynthia’s? You must be having a great time! Did she help you solve your problem?” Rosalie said sarcastically, her voice shaking.

“If there’s nothing more, I’m hanging up. I need to rest,” Theodore said, sounding annoyed.

“Fine, go back to sleep with your darling Cynthia in your arms! Oh, yes. Just to let you know, I stole Grandma’s box and opened it with the key, but I couldn’t find our resident register. What a pity! We won’t be able to file for a divorce for the time being. Please tell Cynthia to continue waiting.”

With that, Rosalie hung up in a fit of anger.

She jumped into bed, gripping the sheets tightly as tears wet her pillow.

She kept cursing herself in her mind.

‘Rosalie Young, you useless loser! Why did you call him? Why did you have to humiliate yourself again?

‘Didn’t he already tell you that he was going to look for Cynthia? Since when has he ever lied about such things? Why bother going through that humiliation again?

‘Baby, I’m so sorry. Is Mommy useless? I can’t even make Daddy stay.

I’m sorry. Mommy will stop crying. Don’t you worry, Mommy will become stronger and not be sad over that pig.”

After Rosalie hung up, Theodore placed his phone by the side with a cold expression. He sat back down on the couch in the ward.

He took the medicine that the doctor prescribed him, and felt better with his body temperature going down.

“Theodore, what’s the matter? You don’t look too good,” Cynthia said, sensing that the call was from Rosalie.

“I’m fine. Go get some rest.”

“Theodore, how’s things going with the resident register? You haven’t. told me whether you’ve gotten them already.”

She had been waiting expectantly for an entire day. She event anxiously asked Theodore about it when he entered the ward, but he hadn’t told her anything about it until now.

Theodore replied, “We didn’t get it.”

He didn’t exude much emotion in his reply. There was no anger, frustration or regret.

“What?!”

Cynthia started panting upon hearing Theodore’s reply. She had sensed that something was wrong the moment Theodore walked in, but continued clinging to the last vestige of hope.

Now that she finally heard from him that he couldn’t get their resident register, she could feel herself on the verge of breaking down.

“Why did this happen? Didn’t you guys have a plan for today?”

“We just didn’t get it. Grandma’s been guarding her room very closely recently, and we couldn’t find the chance to sneak in. Go get some

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rest. We’ll talk about it another time)

He felt rather exhausted, what with two women bugging him to file.

for a divorce at the same time.

“How long more do I have to wait?” Cynthia started crying. “Theodore, I’ve waited for you for way too long. How long more are you going to make me wait? I don’t even know whether I can live that long! I…”

Cynthia almost couldn’t catch her breath as she spoke. She clutched. her chest, and started panting hard.

Theodore immediately stood up from the couch, and rushed to her bedside to pat her back. Concerned, he asked, “How are you feeling?”

“Theodore!” Cynthia threw her arms around his waist. “Tell me, how much longer must I wait? Will I never stand a chance? Will I never get to be your wife? Tell me, tell me!”

Theodore looked grim. Being stuck between the two women made it impossible for him to please both parties at the same time. He wondered what he had to do to make them both happy.

He always managed to make the best decision in his business, but in matters of the heart, he seemed to be a failure.

After a long time, he gently patted the back of her head and reminded. her, “It’s getting late. Go to sleep.”

His calm, yet helpless tone told Cynthia that she would get nothing. out of continuing with her tantrum. Since he failed to get their resident register, filing for a divorce was impossible right now. Throwing a tantrum wouldn’t help things, and might even irritate him.

Cynthia wiped the tears away from her face, and looked up to say, Can you stay here with me, then?”

“Sure. Lie down,” Theodore said, helping her back on the bed. He tucked her in, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and said in an

exceptionally tender voice, “Don’t y

“Okay, I won’t”

Cynthia scooted over to one side of the bed., “Theodore, sleep on the bed. You need to get some sleep, too.”

The bed was large enough for two people if they laid close to each. other.

However, Theodore only tucked the sheets tighter around her. “No. need. I’m afraid I might end up squashing you in my sleep. Go to sleep. I’m fine on the couch.”

The couch was spacious enough, and there was even a blanket provided specially for caretakers of patients.

Theodore laid back down on the couch without giving Cynthia a

chance to agree or reject his suggestion.

Cynthia gritted her teeth. She was reluctant to let him sleep on the couch, but she had no choice but to sleep alone.

That damn Rosalie must have done something so that Theodore wouldn’t be able to divorce her. She wanted to delay the divorce, that shameless wretch!

Cynthia vowed, she would never spare that bitch!

When Rosalie woke up the next morning, her eyes were all swollen.

When Rebecca saw that during breakfast, she asked worriedly,” What’s the matter, Rose? Why are your eyes so swollen?”

“I…” Rosalie cried for a long time last night, but she couldn’t possibly tell Rebecca the truth. “Maybe… Maybe it’s because I didn’t sleep well last night.”

A smile appeared on Rebecca’s face. “It’s normal for a young couple. to not get good sleep at night. That way, you should be able to get. pregnant soon.”

“Grandma, don’t say that,” Rosalie said, blushing.

She had just lied to Rebecca that Theodore was unable to join them for breakfast because he had to leave early in the morning to attend to something. Rebecca didn’t question her about it.

“Fine, I won’t go on. Eat more, you need to take good care of your body.”

Rosalie bit the bullet, and ate her breakfast. Her thoughts drifted to their resident register. She knew she would never be able to find them. all by herself.

Rebecca had to first tell her where the documents were, and be willing to give it to her.

“Grandma, where is my resident register?” she asked.

Rosalie couldn’t think of a better way than this. Finding her resident register in this place was like finding a needle in a haystack. She had to avoid drawing many people’s attention, and it was way too risky. She would be doomed if she were found out.

“Resident register?” Rebecca furrowed her brows. “Why do you need it

out of the blue?”

Under ordinary circumstances, one usually wouldn’t need something

like that.

Seeing the doubts in Rebecca’s eyes, Rosalie explained in a hurry, “I lost my ID card, and I need to replace it. That’s why I need my resident.

register.”

“Oh, I see,” Rebecca said, as realization dawned upon her. “Why didn’t you tell me that yesterday?”

“I forgot about it. I just remembered it now. Grandma, I need my resident register to replace my ID card. Can you please give it to me?”

Rosalie started regretting not thinking of this excuse right from the

start.

However, it was most probably because she had a guilty conscience. The instincts of anyone with a guilty conscience were to not let anyone know, and to do things secretly.

“Sure! Of course.”

Rebecca turned around to instruct Zane, “Bring her resident register

here.”

Rosalie’s heart raced. When she saw Zane handing her the resident register a few minutes later, she felt her brain buzzing. She didn’t expect to get her hands on her register this wa

The plan she took so much effort to concoct had failed. She had to behave like a thief and run around in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, steal the key and the box, and then return them in the end.

As it turned out, all she had to do to get what she wanted was lie.

Rosalie would rather steal the resident register and secretly file for a

divorce instead of lying to Rebecca like this. If Rebecca knew, not doubt she would be heartbroken.

“Madam, shall I send this document to your room?” Zane asked.

“Just give it to me,” Rosalie said, as she received the resident register with both hands. “Thank you. I’ll keep it well.”

Zane nodded before taking his leave.

Rosalie flipped through her register, and saw hers and Theodore’s

name on it. Their names had been jointly recorded in the register since they got married, and they would be able to file for a divorce with this document.

“Rose, remember to return your resident register after getting your ID card replaced. Got it?” Rebecca reminded her.

“Grandma, why don’t I keep my own resident register? That’d be more. convenient for me. I wouldn’t need to keep bothering you for it.”

Rebecca furrowed her brows. “You youngsters always misplace your things. I feel more assured helping you keep such important documents. And you don’t always need your resident register. I’ll keep it for you, lest you two do something rash.”

Rebecca’s solemn expression, paired with her last statement that Theodore and Rosalie might do something rash, told Rosalie that she would never let them keep their own resident register.

She had made things so clear. Rosalie couldn’t possibly say anything further about the matter without raising her suspicion.

Rosalie could only nod and say, “Sure, Grandma. I’ll return the resident register once I replace my ID card.”

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After breakfast, Rosalie chatted a while longer with Rebecca before taking her leave.

The driver drove Rosalie back to hers and Theodore’s house. After returning to her room, Rosalie laid on her bed, all spent of energy.

She didn’t sleep well last night, and was feeling very tired right now. She flipped through the resident register, and started tearing up at the sight of Theodore’s name.

Now that she had their resident register, she had to call Theodore and tell him that they were now able to file for a divorce today and things. would go according to plan.

But after the call went through, all Rosalie received was an automatic reply.

“I’m sorry, the number you’ve dialed is not available right now. Please try again later.”

Rosalie tried again, but she received the same automatic response.

She thought Theodore might be busy right now, and waited for half an hour before trying again. But when she did so, she found his phone

switched off.

Rosalie was dismayed..

Was he deliberately ignoring her calls? Did he have to switch his phone off?

Fire burned in her chest as she texted him, I have our resident register. Reply me once you see my message. We’ll file for a divorce.”

Rosalie waited until afternoon came, but Theodore never replied to

her. She called him again, and found his phone still switched off. She started feeling anxious, and change tack to call his assistant Yuvan

instead.

This time, the call went through.

Rosalie cut straight to the chase and asked, “Mr. Fletcher, where is. Theodore? Why can’t I get through to him by phone?”

“Mr. Spencer is on a holiday.”

“What did you say?! Holiday? Where did he go?”

“I’m not too sure. He keeps his personal schedule confidential. Hel said he doesn’t want anyone disturbing him during this period.”

“Did he go on a holiday by himself?” Rosalie asked.

“Well…” Yuvan smiled awkwardly. “Madam, is anything the matter?”

The hesitation in Yuvan’s voice told Rosalie that Theodore didn’t go for his holiday alone. “Did he bring Cynthia along for the holiday?”

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“Yes, Madam. Do you need to talk to Mr. Spencer?”

Rosalie’s head buzzed and started to pound. She gripped the sheets. tight, and gritted her teeth with anger.

Theodore Spencer, you’re too much!

He refused to pick up her calls, and even switched his phone off while. on a holiday with Cynthia. She couldn’t imagine what else this man was capable of.

She tried her best to calm herself down, and said, “Yes, I do have. something very important to tell him. Can you reach him?”

Yuvan said, “Madam, I can’t contact him right now as his phone is switched off. He’s already settled things in the office, and is probably. intending to lie low during this period.”

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Rosalie felt angry and indignant, but she couldn’t get any further information from Yuvan. She had no choice but to end the call.

Oh, yes! She should call Cynthia instead.

Rosalie reluctantly dialed Cynthia’s number. If Cynthia found out that Theodore wanted to divorce her, she would surely try to get Theodore back to her side.

But after dialing her number, Rosalie realized that Cynthia’s phone was switched off, like Theodore’s was.

Were the two of them trying to stop others from interrupting their couple time?!

What a sickeningly loving couple. Even a newlywed couple on a honeymoon wouldn’t take things this far!

Rosalie was infuriated. It took so much for her to get her hands on their resident register, and it would practically be impossible for her to get it again another time. But without Theodore around, she couldn’t file for a divorce by herself.

Rebecca called her in the afternoon to ask if she was done replacing her ID card, and to send the resident register back once she was done.

Rosalie had to make up an excuse to say that she hadn’t managed to replace her ID card yet.

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Theodore remained uncontactable over the next two days. Thankfully, Rosalie took the resident register from Rebecca on Friday and

managed to lie to her that she hadn’t had the time to replace her ID card.

The next two days were the weekends. She could tell Rebecca that the office was closed, and thus she couldn’t get her ID card replaced

yet.

Rosalie tried every way to get in contact with Theodore over these two days, but all her efforts were in vain. She called him countless times, but his phone remained resolutely switched off. She couldn’t imagine how far his relationship with Cynthia had progressed, to the point of them breaking contact with the rest of the world.

Left with no choice, Rosalie couldn’t only wait in anxiety and

heartbreak.

Monday came by, and Rebecca called her first thing in the morning. She cut straight to the chase.

“Rose, get your ID card replaced today and return the resident register to me this afternoon. Don’t drag this any longer.”

Rebecca spoke solemnly, as if worried that something might happen with the resident register in Rosalie’s hands.

Rosalie had just woken up, and was still in a daze. “Grandma, why are you rushing me?”

“I have to rush you. You’re so young, so why are you so slow in doing things? You should have gotten your ID card replaced on Friday

instead of dragging things out like this. If you delay any further, I’ll help you replace your ID card myself.”

Rosalie jolted up from bed. “ay, Grandma, I got it. I’ll get my ID card. replaced today.”

Rebecca was going to get suspicious if she continued delaying.

matters. She was a smart woman, after all.

“Quick, get it done soon and send the resident register back before five in the evening, got it?”

“Yes, Grandma

All of Rosalie’s little tricks were rendered useless before Rebecca,

and she could only agree obediently.

After ending the call, Rosalie texted Theodore again. “Did you see my text?! Grandma wants the resident register back. Reply to me, please!”

She had no idea how many text messages she had sent Theodore

over the past few days.

After getting out of bed and washing up, Rosalie received a call right after breakfast. She thought it must be Theodore and rushed over to answer the call, but it was Sebastian.

She couldn’t help but feel disappointed, but she answered the call anyway. “Hello.”

“Rosalie, do you feel better?”

“Yes, I do. What’s up?”

“Did you forget that you owe me a meal? Do you have time this

afternoon?”

“This afternoon,

“Is it inconvenient?”

“Oh, I ”

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“What happened? You sound bothered,” he asked, feeling concerned.

Rosalie suddenly fell silent, not knowing what to say.

“Does it have something to do with Theodore again? You can talk to me about it if you don’t mind. I might have some ideas for you.

Rosalie sighed. She really was in need of someone to talk to. “I finally managed to get our resident register from Grandma so we can file for divorce, but I can’t contact him no matter how hard I try. I feel so anxious right now. I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to have lunch with you today.”

“It’s fine. You mean that you have the resident register, but he’s vanished into thin air and you can’t contact him?”

“Yes. Even his assistant can’t get to him, saying that he went for a holiday, and broke off all contact with the rest of the world. I’ve tried many ways to find him, but they were all in vain.”

“Are you in a huge rush? What if you wait for him to return from his holiday?” Sebastian asked

“I can’t,” Rosalie said with a helpless sigh. “Grandma keeps our resident register, and she’s been rushing me to return it. She doesn’t know I’m taking it to file for divorce. I lied to her that I need it to replace my ID card. She gave me a deadline to return the register by five in the evening, and I’m out of time.”

The helplessness in Rosalie’s voice told Sebastian that she was feeling very anxious, and wanted to file for a divorce from Theodore as soon as possible.

After a pause, he said, “Rosalie, let’s meet up. I know some friends who might be of help.”

Two hours later, Rosalie sat at a table in a café, waiting anxiously.

A man walked in, donning a casual white outfit. It made him look a lot more approachable than usual in his business suit.

He went to Rosalie and saw her looking out the window, as if searching for something. He said softly, “Rosalie.”

The mention of her name made Rosalie turn to look at Sebastian.

She immediately asked, “Well, Mr. Carter, how are things going?

Sebastian sat opposite Rosalie. “Didn’t I tell you to just call me Sebastian? You sound like a stranger when you call me Mr. Carter.”

He was already calling her by name, after all.

Rosalie forced a smile, not wanting to dwell too much on the issue of addressing each other. She asked again, “Sebastian, how are things going?”

“I asked my friend for help to check things out, and I got an address. Theodore is still in Ashwick City, but in a very remote resort. He booked the entire place.”

“Resort?”

“Yes,” Sebastian said as he pulled out a name card from his pocket that belonged to the resort. “This is the one. The address and contact

number are indicated on it.”

“Sebastian, are you sure Theodore is in this resort?”

Sebastian nodded.

“Yes,” he said, “I’m sure about that.”

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Rosalie pulled her phone out and dialed Theodore’s number. Once again, she found his phone still switched off.

She flung her phone on the table out of anger.

“To think that he’s still in Ashwick City! I thought he went abroad or left for another city. No, I must find him and tell him about our resident register, otherwi we won’t have time left.”

Rosalie grabbed the name card, and made a move to leave.

Sebastian grabbed her arm, and stopped her. “Wait.”

“Is there something else?” Rosalie pulled her arm back. The touch of another man made her feel uneasy.

“Apologies.” Sebastian retracted his hand, and said with an awkward smile, “I just want to tell you that according to information I’ve

received, Theodore booked the entire resort. His men are everywhere. Outsiders aren’t allowed in, and his men might stop you outside the entrance if you were to try entering.”

“But I’m no outsider. I’m his wife.”

Sebastian smiled faintly. “He switched his phone off, and clearly doesn’t want you contacting him. He probably doesn’t want to see you, either. If you head there, all the more he won’t want to see you.”

Rosalie thought about how the line went through the first time she tried calling Theodore, but he deliberately refused to pick up her call and even cut off the call. She subsequently found his phone switched off when she called a second time.

What Sebastian said made sense. He knew a man’s mind more clearly than she did.

Rosalie sighed in frustration. “What should I do, then? Time’s running out. I promised Grandma to return the resident register by five in the

evening.”

Sebastian stood up. “I have an idea that can help sneak you in to find. him, but it’ll be tough on you.”

“No way.” Rosalie probed further, “Tell me what idea it is. I’ll do it.”

She was willing to do anything that allowed her to see Theodore.

Sebastian arranged for a helicopter to send Rosalie to the resort.

Getting there by car took too much time and carried the risk of them being stuck in traffic. He decided that getting there by helicopter was a better idea, which allowed them to arrive at their destination, saving half the time.

When they arrived at the resort, Sebastian arranged for the two of them to dress up as staff members to sneak into the premises.

Rosalie hadn’t intended on bothering Sebastian and wanted to sneak into the resort by herself, but Sebastian told her that he was more. familiar with the premise and knew his way around. If Rosalie headed in aimlessly and fail to find Theodore, she would be in trouble. The resort was huge, after all.

With that, Rosalie finally agreed to go with Sebastian.

She felt deeply thankful for Sebastian and his efforts to help her. She told herself that she had to treat him to a good meal after the dust settled.

Sebastian and Rosalie disguised themselves as attendants as they walked around the resort.

“Turn right ahead. His room should be right there.”

Rosalie nodded. “I got it. Thank you so much, Sebastian.”

Finding Theodore wasn’t an easy task, and she had no idea how much Sebastian had to do and how much of his network he had to activate. No doubt, he probably had to ask other people for favors.

“Don’t stand on ceremony with me. I’m glad to be able to help you,” Sebastian said with a warm smile.

Just then, a voice sounded from behind them.

“Someone spilled something here. Please clean up the mess.”

The two of them turned around upon hearing someone call out to them.

Sebastian gestured to Rosalie, “Run ahead. I’ll clean up the mess and find you later.”

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Rosalie nodded. “Thank you.”

Sebastian, a man from privilege, came to her aid by disguising

himself as an attendant who actually had to do the dirty work. Rosalie was very touched at the notion.

She followed Sebastian’s instructions, and walked along the corridor. She turned the corner, and arrived at the back of a room.

There was a window which had its curtains drawn. She decided to head to the front door and knock on it. When she walked past the windows, she realized that there was a gap in between the curtains. which allowed her to peep inside.

On the huge bed in the room, there was a couple deep in sleep.

The woman was dressed in a scanty tank top which revealed her shoulders, and she was resting in the man’s arms.

The man was also sleeping soundly, his shirt wide open and revealing his muscular chest. His arm was wrapped around the woman’s waist, and their clothes were clearly in disarray.

Rosalie could feel her brain exploding. She could see their faces as clear as day!

They were Theodore Spencer and Cynthia Zeller!

Fire burned in Rosalie’s chest, and she could feel the heat rising up to her head as her eyes turned bloodshot.

Her hands began trembling as she gritted her teeth, her veins popping out at her forehead.

This indecent couple!

Rosalie hurried to the door, clenched her fists, and pounded on the

door.

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The woman in the room stirred awake. Her brows furrowed, she said

in a daze, “Who is it?”

Bam, bam, bam!

Rosalie continued pounding on the door, each knock louder than the last.

The racket she was making annoyed the woman in the room so much that she got out of bed, pulled up the straps of her tank top over her shoulders, and opened the door.

The moment Cynthia saw the woman outside the door, she stood stunned. She surveyed Rosalie from head to toe and smirked, as if realizing what was going on.

She leaned casually against the door frame, and said, “Well, isn’t this Rosalie? What brings you here? Dressed like a waitress, to boot.”

“Cynthia Zeller, do you know that Theodore and I are not yet divorced? How shameless you are!” Rosalie exclaimed through gritted teeth, clenching her fists.

“Ha, ha, ha…” Cynthia chuckled. “Whether I’m shameless or not,

things have come to this point and I just can’t help it. Theodore loves. me too much, and wants to spend exclusive couple time with me.”

Cynthia walked bare–footed to the b

Theodore was still very deep in sleep, and the commotion didn’t seem to be waking him up.

As much as she didn’t want to cry tears of anger slid down Rosalie’s

cheeks. Just then, Sebastian walked over and saw the scene before.

him.

He heard the commotion; sensing that something was wrong, he rushed over. He furrowed his brows, and stood in front of Rosalie.

“Oh, who do we have here?” Cynthia leaned into Theodore’s arms and smiled. “How bold of you to come here and catch us red–handed while having a man with you at the same time.”

Sebastian turned around, and held Rosalie’s shoulders. “Why don’t we go back?”

“No, wait.” Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and walked past Sebastian. She walked to the bedside, and grabbed Theodore’s arm.

“Theodore Spencer, get up! Get up right this instant!”

“What are you doing?” Cynthia stepped forward in a bid to stop. Rosalie, but was shoved her aside.

“Ahh!”

Cynthia collapsed weakly on the bed, and started sobbing.

“Theodore, wake up! They’re bullying me, look!”

The man who was sleeping soundly on the bed furrowed his brows as he finally stirred awake from the noise..

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw the women by his side. One of them was Cynthia, whose clothes were in disarray, and the other was

Rosalie, dressed in waitress garb. He thought he was dreaming.

His head was pounding.

What exactly happened?

He sat up on the bed, resting his pounding head against his palms as he looked at Rosalie. “Rose, what are you doing here?”

Rosalie looked down at Theodore’s unbuttoned shirt. There were red marks clearly left behind by a woman on his well–defined chest.

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“Theodore Spencer, you’re too much! You switched your phone off and refused to reply to my texts. Turns out, you’re having rendezvous with her here! Did you forget that you still have a whom you’ve yet to divorce? How can you behave so indecently?”

How atrocious!

When she used to watch TV dramas featuring married men with affairs, their wives would go ballistic, crying and shrieking the moment they discovered the affair. She used to think that there was no point flaring up in such situations, and it was always better to remain calm.

Now that something similar was happening to her, she finally understood that the human heart was made of flesh. Being so calm. and level–headed in such a situation was near impossible.

As it turned out, getting angry, flaring up, crying and kicking up a fuss

were a

normal behaviors. How could anyone remain calm and composed in such a situation?

Bystanders were always capable of claiming to be able to do better. Yet when they found themselves in the same situation, they realized that they behaved no differently from others.

Someone outside heard the commotion in the room, and rushed in immediately. Seeing the mess in the room, he asked, “Mr. Spencer,

what happened?”

Theodore’s face was dark with displeasure. He turned to look in t direction of the door. With a wave of his hand, he said, “Leave a don’t bother us.”

“Yes, sir.”

His subordinate left the room.

Seeing Sebastian in the room, Theodore’s face darkened even furth He looked at Rosalie’s face, flushed red out of anger and indignatic His mind was in a mess.

“Theodore,” Cynthia cried as she hugged him. “They barged in all of sudden! It really scared me.”

Cynthia deliberately let the straps of her tank top slide down her shoulders as she tightened her hold over Theodore, refusing to let and allowing her soft body to press against his.

It left little room to the imagination as to what happened between them in this room.

ed, and rested in Theodore’s arms right in front of Rosalie with a smug look.

Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and smiled coldly.

“Good on you, Theodore. I used to blame it on my imagination, since. I’ve never personally witnessed it for myself. I continue trusting that you’d have a line you wouldn’t cros But now that I’ve witnessed it for myself, I’ve seen through you. You’re nothing but a wicked bastard. I never want to see you again!”

Rosalie turned to leave.

Crying, kicking up a fuss and even scolding were pointless indeed. She didn’t want to remain entangled with him here.

“Wait,” Theodore said as he grabbed her arm.

He opened his mouth, as if trying to say something, but Sebastian lurched forward and grabbed Rosalie’s other arm. “Let her go!”

“What does this have to do with you? She’s my wife! Scram!”

Theodore barked.

“Haha,” Sebastian laughed, smirking. “Spencer, how dare you call her your wife? Just look at what you’ve done!”

“I don’t need you pointing fingers at me. Let go of Rose!”

“You should be the one letting me go!” Rosalie snarled, flinging Theodore’s hand away.

“Theodore Spencer, you’ve disappointed me through and through. I never expected you to be someone like this, and I’ve lost all hope in you. Do you know that I managed to get my hands on our resident. register from Grandma? Yet you disappeared without a trace! Now that I finally found you, you’re in this state! What a great time you two are having! I turned out to be the ultimate clown, so it seems. With or

without the divorce, you’ll continue fooling around with Cynthial anyway. That’s why you’re not in a rush to file for the divorce!”

At the mention of the resident register, Cynthia grew agitated. “What did you say? You’ve gotten the resident register?”

She grabbed Theodore’s hand, her heart filling with joy, as she shook

his arm.

“Theodore, did you hear that? She has the resident register. You two can file for a divorce! You’re finally free!”

Theodore remained silent. He looked down, his eyes dimming.

“Theodore, why don’t you file for a divorce right now? It’s Monday, and there’s still some time left. Quick, go for it! We can officially be together after you file for a divorce, and no one else will have the right to point fingers at us!”

Cynthia seemed to be the only one in the room who was happy. She looked coldly and smugly at Rosalie.

Theodore shook Cynthia’s hand off, and said with furrowed brows,” Get changed into something proper.”

“Theodore…” Cynthia wanted to say something further, but Theodore turned to look coldly at her, a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

Cynthia’s heart trembled, but then she thought that perhaps Theodore didn’t want her dressed so revealingly in front of others. Thus, she pulled up the straps of her tank top and walked toward the wardrobe.

“How did you get the resident register? Didn’t you say that it wasn’t in the box?” Theodore asked as he buttoned up his shirt.

“What, do I now have to explain everything to you? How could you be so shameless?” Rosalie snapped.

He was caught in bed and could still ask something so casually, as if

nothing had happened.

“Don’t say that of Theodore,” Cynthia jacket. “You know clearly that Theod your marriage is nothing but a sham he wants to be with me? Anyway, yo divorce, so why do you care so mu good, Rosalie. Hurry up and file for find another man for yourself, too.”

Cynthia’s gaze landed on Sebastian. He as very handsome, but who was he?

Theodore called him Sebastian just now, as if he knew him. Does. Theodore know the man whom Rosalie was fooling around with?

Looking at the attendant uniform that he was in, Cynthia wondered if he was a staff member here. It explained how Rosalie was able to sneak in.

That thought made Cynthia feel especially smug.

What was the point of merely being handsome? He was neither rich nor powerful, and was no match for Theodore. A lowly bitch like. Rosalie was a perfect match for such lowly service staff.

Sebastian instinctively felt disgust toward Cynthia. His brows furrowed as he turned to Rosalie and said, “Rosalie, what do you intend to do now?”

“Yeah, Rosalie. Get a divorce, quick,” Cynthia said.

She sat on the bedside and held Theodore’s hand, her smug expression making one feel disgusted.

Suddenly, Rosalie laughed out loud.

Why did she have to be the one crying out of misery? Why did she have to be the one angry? Why did she have to be humiliated by Theodore this way?

Why did she have to let them have their way and be happy?

Rosalie took a few steps back, and flashed them all a smile. “Are the two of you so desperate to get married and be together? Well, I’m

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sorry. I’ve changed my mind. I won’t be getting a divorce!”

Her words made Cynthia’s face darken with displeasure. “What did you say?”

Even Sebastian was taken aback by the turn of events, but he didn’t say anything. He could empathize with Rosalie right now, she needed an outlet to vent her anger. How could she let this indecent couple go just like that?

“Are you mad? You finally managed to get your resident register, so how could you not go ahead with the divorce?” Cynthia raged.

“I just won’t,” Rosalie said smugly at Cynthia. “Don’t you want so desperately to be Mrs. Spencer? I refuse to let you be. So what if you and Theodore do something so shameless? You’ll only be a homewrecker, and your relationship will never be legitimate in the eyes of the law. If word gets out, you two will always be on the receiving end of harsh criticism!”

“You….” Cynthia’s body shook with anger, her face paling with shock.

“You’re too much! How could you do this to Theodore?” Cynthia shook Theodore’s arm hard. “Theodore, she’s doing it on purpose so we can’t be together. You can’t let her have her way!”

Theodore’s head was pounding away so hard, he thought it was going

to split.

Even Cynthia’s voice had turned high–pitched and annoying to him.

He shook Cynthia’s hand away and grit his teeth through the pain as he threw open the sheets and stood up from the bed. He stumbled to Rosalie, as if wanting to say something. “Rosalie.”

Sebastian rushed to stand in front of Rosalie as if to guard her. “Don’t go close to her.

Theodore clenched his fists and grit his teeth harder. “Step aside!”

“You have no right to get close to her again. Hug your illicit lover and enjoy your holiday here!”

“Sebastian Carter!” Theodore was furious, his anger bursting forth like a raging flood against a dam.

He clenched his fist, and hurled it forward. It landed straight on Sebastian’s face.

Rosalie jumped in fright, and she rushed forward to hold Sebastian steady.

“Are you all right, Sebastian?”

The way Rosalie addressed Sebastian added fuel to the fire that was in Theodore’s heart.

“You’re calling him by his name! How close have you two gotten?”

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