The four of them continued chatting, with Rosalie trying to hide her discomfort while laughing and talking with Rebecca.

Rebecca's memory was fragmented, but she often spoke about how well Rosalie and Theodore had gotten along. Listening to those fond memories, Rosalie felt a surge of emotions; she and Theodore had shared such beautiful moments. It was unfortunate how things had turned out, and now Rebecca was sick.

But perhaps it was for the best that Rebecca remembered only the happy times and not the complications that followed. Still, it was a pity that Rebecca had forgotten that she was about to become a great-grandmother herself.

Throughout the conversation, Sebastian maintained a smile, appearing attentive and gentle; but on the inside, he felt like he was about to burst with jealousy. Hearing about Rosalie's past with Theodore drove him wild.

That man had merely been lucky to have Rosalie for ten years as childhood friends. He didn't deserve such fortune.

Yet now, fate had dealt Theodore a well-deserved blow by taking Rosalie away.

Sebastian wondered if Theodore knew about Rosalie's pregnancy. If he did, why hadn't he reacted? If he didn't know, then it meant Sydney and Rebecca hadn't told him. With Rebecca's dementia, she wouldn't remember, but would Sydney inform her son about Rosalie's condition?

anxious about the possibility of meeting the whole Spencer family today. Rosalie's growing belly wouldn't stay hidden for long. That was why he

this restaurant instead of with the Spencers. Only Sydney and

head and met Sebastian's eyes, creating a tense, unspoken atmosphere. A wave of panic washed over him, and he

him like

need to use the

Sydney offered, moving to help

pleading with Sydney. She wanted to do something

and walked over to

me Grandma, don't you?"

ago, so I'd love to call you that. Is

I'd be happy to have

the restroom, leaving Sydney and Sebastian alone in the booth. The atmosphere turned tense and

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