At night, Rosalie returned home with Theodore.They had dinner outside, and were ready to wash up and retire for the night. After helping Theodore back to his room, Rosalie grabbed her bag and turned to leave.However, Theodore grabbed her arm. “Where are you going?”“Wash up and get some rest soon. I’m going back to my own room.”“Rose, this is your room.”Rosalie looked down at his hand enveloping hers. “We’ve been sleeping separately.”She remembered the night before, when she went to Grandma’s to steal the resident register. She did sleep with Theodore, but that was only because she thought that was their last night together.She didn’t expect them to continue being together and dragging things out.“We’re not getting a divorce for now, right? There’s no need to sleep in separate rooms, then. Come back and sleep in this room,” he said in all seriousness.Rosalie’s heart raced. She retracted her hand after mustering up her courage, and said, “That’s not a very good idea. No
“I’ll sleep here tomorrow night, too,” she finally said.The baby would want his father’s company, too.“What about the night after?” Theodore pushed his luck like a little child asking for candies, and he wanted more of it every day.“That too.”“What about the night after that?” he pursued relentlessly, like a haunting phantom.“I won’t go back to my room to sleep. I’ll move my things here and sleep with you.”He was asking so many questions, it made her blush. She swept her slightly warm cheeks with the back of her hand.“Really?” Theodore said in disbelief, looking doubtfully at her.“Of course. Why would I lie to you about this? Lie down first and get some rest. I’ll go to my room and grab my sleepwear.”“All right. You have to come back, okay? I’ll wait for you until you come back before I sleep.” He finally released her hand and laid down on a bed, looking like an abandoned child.Rosalie smiled helplessly, suddenly feeling like a mother. She was in fact one alread
Theodore leaned against the wall with one hand, every muscle taut. Rosalie was close, and she felt every ounce of his strength. He didn't seem weak at all; yet strangely enough, she believed his words.Theodore stared at her flushed cheeks. A thin mist covered her fair face, making her look even lovelier than usual; she was irresistibly attractive.Rosalie appeared delicate and vulnerable, but he knew she needed care too. Her heart was soft; despite his many faults, she forgave him time and time.At only twenty-one, she was in the prime of her youth—and yet, she always seemed saddened by him. Sometimes, he really did feel like a jerk.After Theodore finished bathing, Rosalie's face was almost as red as a tomato. She dried him off, blew dry his hair, dressed him in pajamas, and helped him into bed.The whole process felt like she was taking care of a child.As Theodore lay in bed, silently watching her bustling around for him, she placed a glass of water on his bedside table.
"So, you're not angry at me?" Theodore asked, seeking reassurance."For now," Rosalie replied.Who knew what might happen later? She couldn't promise the future, but at least for now, she wasn't angry with him.Compared to smooth talkers who would run away at the first sign of danger, she preferred to forgive a man like Theodore. He might annoy her at times, but when it mattered, he stepped up and was willing to risk his life to protect her.Theodore smiled contentedly, and planted a kiss on her cheek. "Thank you for not being angry at me.""It's nothing. Now go to sleep."Theodore nodded faintly; just then, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID.Rosalie saw the bright display showing the name "Cindy".Her heart immediately sank. Just as she told him she wasn’t angry, a surge of fury rose in her chest. The feeling grew stronger when she saw Theodore answering the call.Rosalie immediately turned away from him, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket. She closed her eyes,
Theodore wanted to turn on the light to see if she was crying, but in the end, he refrained. Instead, he gently held her hand and rubbed it lightly as he whispered softly in her ear, "I've said it before. I'll keep my distance from her.""Does that mean you won't go there anymore?" Rosalie asked.But how could Theodore completely give up on Cynthia? That would be like signing his own death warrant, wouldn't it?"Rose, are you jealous?" He noticed a hint of sourness in her voice.Feeling her jealousy, his vanity as a man seemed to be satisfied."Jealous of what? I'm definitely not," Rosalie denied.Theodore chuckled softly, and kissed her cheek. "Then why do I smell something sour?"Blushing, Rosalie smiled shyly. "I don't know. I'm tired. I want to sleep."She didn't want to answer any more of his questions. Saying too much would only make her seem too concerned about him. If he caught on, he'd tease her again.Theodore didn't press her further. He smiled knowingly, and wrap
[Why are you nervous? The child you're carrying is his. Is he going to beat you? If he does, tell me! I'll teach him a lesson for you.][He won't beat me. He's not that kind of person.][Tsk! Look at you, rushing to defend him. But you can't even tell him about carrying his child.][I'm just nervous, you know? I don't know how he'll react.][No matter how he reacts, you have to tell him. If things don't go well, pack your things and come stay with me. What can he do? Anyway, you planned on raising the child alone from the start.][I'll tell him when I find the time.][When will that be? You've wasted enough time already! Tell him tonight. I'll prepare the bed. If he doesn't want the child or says something unpleasant, come stay with me.]Rosalie felt warm inside, knowing she had a support system behind her. Even though she didn't have parents and her aunt had left, having a loving grandmother and a friend like Stephanie made her feel content.[Okay, I got it. I'll tell him toni
"Rose," he called her name, his voice hoarse, his eyes almost spitting fire.The temperature around the two rose several degrees.Rosalie could feel her palms sweating. She saw Theodore getting closer and closer, until he finally kissed her lips.She closed her eyes, feeling his warmth. At first, she thought they wouldn't kiss again. Little did she know, his kiss wasn’t just a simple one. It escalated gradually, plundering more of her. His large hand gently lifted her nightgown.At that moment, Rosalie suddenly came to her senses. She abruptly opened her eyes, and grabbed his hand to stop his increasingly inappropriate actions. "Wait!"Theodore instantly froze, and he stared at the tense Rosalie beneath him. He withdrew his hand, cupping her face gently. "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."She was always so shy—it seemed he needed to teach her."It's not about that," Rosalie stuttered. "I... I have something to tell you. Could you...could you sit up first?"This position r
"She needs a doctor. You're not a doctor. Can you make her better by going? She's been like this so many times, and you..." Rosalie began."Rose." Theodore interrupted her, frowning. He appeared a bit impatient; or perhaps he thought she was being unreasonable. "If you were rushed to the hospital, I'd go too. It has nothing to do with whether I'm a doctor or not," he said. "You're my husband." Rosalie's emotions were getting heated. Her eyes were watery, and big drops of tears began rolling down uncontrollably. "But what is Cynthia to you? Your wife? Or your lover?"Theodore stared at her in silence for a long time.After a long time, he sighed. "You should sleep first. I'll be back soon.""No, you won't come back!" Rosalie, fueled by some unknown strength, got off the bed and hugged him from behind. "I know once you leave, you won't come back!"It wasn't like Theodore leaving had happened only once or twice. However, tonight, Rosalie's emotions were particularly intense. Sh