"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.

felt anger. If Theodore really was the culprit, it proved

was.

eyes as his chest heaved, panting heavily. He glared at Rosalie with fury, and said through gritted teeth, "It's fine that you misunderstand me about what happened to Sebastian, but now you're suspecting me of going around killing people just so I can give Cynthia

wicked thought? Since when did he become so devious in her eyes? How could she see

came from her mouth was

didn't say that." Rosalie avoided his gaze, fearing that her stance might soften toward him when she looked into his eyes. Perhaps she might even start thinking this had nothing to

it was all too much of a coincidence

me this way? Have I become a serial

felt indignant

not guilty, why bother about

when things really

end up caring

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