"Don't you understand what I mean? Seems like all that studying you've done has gone to waste," Rosalie said coldly.

The elevator doors opened again, but Theodore grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the elevator.

Rosalie struggled with all her might. "Let me go! Theodore Spencer, what do you want?"

He ignored her resistance, and forcefully pulled her to an empty ward. He opened the door and locked it before pressing her against the wall, his eyes spewing fire.

"Rosalie Young, I'm giving you one chance. Take those words back!"

"What words?" Rosalie sneered. "Are you referring to what I said about Cynthia's heart? Are you mad because I hit the nail on the head?"

Theodore clenched his fist, and smashed it on the wall next to her ear.

very scared, but beyond fear, she felt anger. If Theodore really was

was.

He glared at Rosalie with fury, and said through gritted teeth, "It's fine that you misunderstand me

could she have such a wicked thought? Since when did he become so devious in her eyes? How could she see him that

was like a sharp knife piercing through his

say that." Rosalie avoided his gaze, fearing that her stance might soften toward him when she looked into his eyes. Perhaps she

it was all too much of a

think of me this way? Have I become a serial

felt indignant and

you're not guilty,

things

end up caring

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