Chapter 187

When Theodore heard her words, his face immediately turned cold.

“If you’re not willing to say it, forget it. Maybe next time.”

Theodore turned away coldly.

Just as he reached the doorway, Rosalie suddenly shouted loudly, There won’t be a next time, Theodore Spencer! If you walk out that door today, there will never be a next time!”

At the doorway, his tall figure paused for a moment. Yet, in just two seconds, it left mercilessly.

Rosalie suddenly laughed. She fell to the ground heavily, laughing bitterly through her tears as she clutched the carpet tightly.

Theodore didn’t care about her at all. He only cared about Cynthia!

“Rosalie, you idiot!” Rosalie cried as she slapped herself.

She should have stopped hoping. He would always choose Cynthia. It would never change!

Every time Theodore offered her hope, Rosalie would always foolishly. accept it. Then, she couldn’t help but comfort herself, finding reasons. to forgive him, thinking that he still cared; that he was still a good man in a way.

mattered. What mattered was from Theodore’s perspective, he loved Cynthia. Rosalie was just a clown–a mistress who occupied the position of his

more hope.

from her face. She got up from

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a coat from the wardrobe,

Theodore drove to the hospital, he didn’t notice

began to fall. When Theodore arrived at the hospital, he parked

wheeled out by medical staff from the bed, ready to

bedside, soaked, and grabbed her

to take Ms. Zeller to

her breath. When she saw Theodore, her

her treatment, Theodore let go of her

medical staff were about to continue pushing the bed forward, Cynthia suddenly

reached out to

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