Todos los capítulos de (Not) His Sugar Baby: Capítulo 281 - Capítulo 290

Rose's face turned away at the touch that ended up frozen in mid-air. She should have given Theo one chance to fix the misunderstanding between them. But the new reality she found in the back garden made Rose's decision that day. There was no way Rose could change Theo into the shape she wanted him to be. Theo would still be Theo, never like Sean. Rose took a deep breath. "The divorce papers, please sign them immediately," Rose said, not caring how Theo's face finally darkened. She just wanted to be free. She didn't want the next secret to be exposed when she chose to stay. "I can't wait any longer, Theo. Hurry up and get your signature," she continued, followed by a tug on the thick blanket that covered half of her body. "Why, Rose... why is divorce, divorce, and divorce all you have in your head?" As Theo loomed over the bedside, Rose knew it wasn't a good thing. Her husband's tone had changed too. What could Rose say, they were supposed to understand

"No!" Rose's leg muscles felt weak. She moved backwards several times. Anything... Rose wanted something to help her stand on the two realities that jolted her simultaneously. Rose knew Sean was just a part of the past, but how far Rose would go to brush it off. The reality was that she couldn't stop caring. Not thinking about anything was not the reaction of Rose's body. She tried to understand, even though she would never understand. Everything that was interconnected would always be unsolvably complicated. "You are very presumptuous to enter my room without permission." Rose's breath caught at the jerking voice. Her husband was angry, but Rose's balance was on the brink. Barely able to stand up straight, Theo's single touch helped her to become solid. "Sean's hurt," Rose murmured, not caring about the hissing tone that echoed earlier. She knew only Theo could be expected to pull Sea

A small movement from the bed provoked her to turn around just to see what Theo was doing. "Here you go." Two laptops... the man placed them on the surface of the big bed. Rose was speechless as she watched Theo's fingers drift over the keyboard and the screen display that further trapped Rose in incomprehension. She either didn't know Theo or was too blind to see ahead. "I can't let you go. But you can still see what I see later. You can't walk beside me, but my eyes. Yes, you can be my eyes." One laptop display showed parts of a dilapidated warehouse, one of which was the room Sean had been kept in. Rose turned her attention to the other laptop screen, where the wall of the room between them was recorded. Then everything went dark as Theo pulled the zipper of the leather jacket he was wearing up. The hidden camera would help Rose guide Theo through the steps. "Use this." Theo handed Rose a microphone and a small earphone, already

"Can't you just go straight to where Sean's being kept without passing through there?" Rose pursed her lips in anxious expectation. She had to fight the pause Theo gave before the man answered. [I can't. The victims were already scattered when I was at the front gate. They won't stay silent."] [Where should I go right now?] [Hurry, Rose! Before they disperse.] "Right." Theo's insistence almost made Rose unable to think. Her one word was something that came out spontaneously. Rose closed her eyes, not daring to witness or even stare at Theo's displacement as he explored every dimly lit hallway. The clomping of feet and ragged breathing pitted each other. The faint tones of strangers talking blended with the sound of a door opening. [Come toward me, mother fucker.] Theo's baritone voice was clearly just challenging. Ne

Not yet fully recovered from the aftermath of the reaction that almost destroyed the defense. Theo had to face the attacks of the previous two men. Successfully... as well as getting one shot lodged in the shoulder. Theo got up as his opponent lay unconscious. He leaned on anything that could support his body—struggling through any life—threatening situation. In front of the closed door. Theo slowly stepped into the place where Sean was trapped. The sound of screeching clashed with the grunts of a man in the corner of the room. "A murderer, is a murderer. That will never change." The silhouette of Vladimir's body refracted outside. Theo gave him a sharp, piercing stare. "What do you want?" he asked. However, a burst of thunderous laughter was all he got. At the same time, Vladimir quickly stood in front of Theo. "It's simple. Stop being a slave to the government and cooperate with me." Theo chuckled. "I