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"Yvonne? Why are you here?" Sebastian asked."I had a fight with Mom and Dad, so I came here to hide. You haven't told me who this young lady is yet," Yvonne said, staring inquisitively at Rosalie."She's my friend," Sebastian introduced. Then, he turned to Rosalie and said, "This is my sister, Yvonne. She's my full-blood sister, and we have the same parents."He made sure to add the last part to avoid any misunderstandings.Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, she's your sister."She had thought Yvonne was his girlfriend. That would've made things awkward."Seb, you're pretty detailed with your introduction. You never introduce me like that to others," Yvonne teased, walking over in her high heels. "Are you worried this lady might get the wrong idea?"Sebastian frowned. "Stop being cheeky. You have your own place, so why come here?""You're my brother. Can't I come to see you? Are you trying to kick me out?" Yvonne retorted."Miss," Yvonne said, as she immediately linked h

It wasn't until Sebastian bumped into the door that he snapped out of it. He smiled awkwardly, and left the room.After taking a hot shower and drying her hair, Rosalie lay in bed. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Her illness had worsened, turning into a cough that grew more intense as the night wore on. Although she had sipped some hot water, she couldn't stomach much of it. Wrapped in her blanket, she felt a deep sadness creep over her, perhaps intensified by her sickness.In a daze, she couldn't help but replay the images of Theodore and Cynthia together in her mind."Theodore, you bastard! I hate you, I hate you!" Rosalie exclaimed, her eyes suddenly snapping open. She noticed a man by her bedside, and her emotions immediately overwhelmed her. She threw back the covers, sat up, and threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly."Theo, why don't you love me? Why?!" she cried. "What's wrong with me? Am I not good enough for you? Is it because of my background, or

Rosalie grabbed Sebastian’s hand, and placed it on her belly. Despite the clothes between them, her body was hot due to the fever. "Our baby needs his father. Promise me you won't leave me and our child. Even if you don't want me, you can't abandon your baby!"As she spoke, Rosalie seemed to drift into a haze, ready to fall asleep in Sebastian’s arms. But she was afraid that if she fell asleep, "Theodore" would leave, so she held his clothes tightly.Sebastian's tone remained gentle. "Be good and let me take your temperature.""Promise me first. Promise you won't leave me and won't see Cynthia again," she insisted stubbornly."Okay, I promise." Of course, Sebastian could promise her anything and everything. Unfortunately, he wasn't Theodore. Did that man even realize how lucky he was to have Rosalie? He didn't cherish her, and instead always felt like others owed him something.Those who tried their best to cherish someone often couldn't get what they wanted. It was infuri

“I was not! You saw wrongly. I was just trying to hear what she was saying, that’s all.”Sebastian tried to explain himself, but panic was rising in his throat and his eyes darted around anxiously. “Oh? So why are you panicking? Isn’t it enough to just let her sleep after giving her her medicine?”“She can’t take medicine. She’s pregnant.”“What did you say?! She’s pregnant? My god, you…” Yvonne sputtered, shocked. She then pointed a finger at him, and accused, “You made her pregnant! I’m telling Mom and Dad!”“What nonsense! Rose is already married. The baby is her husband’s.”He wasn’t trying to dissociate himself from the matter at hand, but was simply worried about ruining Rosalie’s reputation. Yvonne’s eyes widened in shock. She looked at Rosalie through the door, and said, “If she’s already married, why did you bring her home and act so intimately with her? Are you interested in married women? Is her husband fine with this?”“I can’t be bothered to explain things to you

Rosalie found it hard to believe that such an outstanding man like Sebastian was still single. She was sure that truckloads of women adored him. She wondered what kind of woman he would fancy.What woman would be worthy of his gentle kindness?Rosalie’s nose turned red, and she rubbed it before squeezing out a smile. “I know what you mean. I’ll lock it up and put it in a corner.”Since her love didn’t come to fruition, she didn’t want to be in pain over him for the rest of her life. Just as Sebastian said, she would lock it up and bury her affections in the deepest, darkest corner of her heart. She would let time bury those memories, and not let them affect her life.Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.Yvonne’s voice sounded from the other side. “Seb, do you want lunch?”Sebastian glanced at the clock, and noticed that it was already noon.“Rose, do you still feel unwell? Can you make it for lunch?”Rosalie smiled. “I’m fine now.”“All right, then. Shall I bring lunch up to