Theodore laid on the hospital bed with a hollow look in his eyes.

He had asked himself countless times why he was still alive.

Why was he in the hospital when he opened his eyes?

He was the only one living in that house, with no servants on duty.

He was all alone, surrounded by a pile of wine bottles, fully intending to drink to his death. He was all prepared to welcome death, and even thought he saw the grim reaper waving his hands at him. Yet, when he next opened his eyes, he found himself in the hospital.

It was dark and silent in the ward. The air felt as though it was frozen, the silence deafening.

Theodore looked out the window, and saw a weak ray of sunshine peeking shyly through the curtains. It was as bashful as a young lover, but he could still feel the warmth on his cheeks.

Unfortunately, this ray of sunshine wasn't enough to resist the gloom in his heart. All it did was to trace the outline of his emaciated and haggard face.

He hated the sunshine.

The door to the ward suddenly opened and Sydney walked in. She had a bouquet of fresh flowers in hand, which she began displaying in a vase.

Theodore continued lying silently on the bed, as if he didn't see her at all.

A light fragrance filled the air in the room.

Theodore furrowed his brows. "What are you doing here?"

"My son almost died. Can't I come?"

hospital, she was scared out of her wits and hurriedly made her way

managed to

much? Must you make

The usual color on his

looked dim and hazy, like

voice broke

you think

now," Theodore said, cutting Sydney off. "She doesn't even recognize who I am now, so what if I die? Just find someone who looks like me as a replacement and she'll take him as me, just like how Aurora took Rose's place before." Theodore looked coldly at

as how Sebastian

in this world and you're irreplaceable. You're my son, and you...you'll be someone's father in the

to tell Theodore

for so long might break him even further. He wasn't in a good condition right now, and was just resuscitated. He probably wouldn't be able

that he

brows furrowed at her

your own and be a father one day. If your child ends up like you, won't you be in

in his heart overwhelm him. Sydney's words seemed to deepen the

never have my

would never be able to bear a

were pregnant

the misunderstandings that laid

chance

hard that Rose would become pregnant, but his

left of him, Theodore Spencer, in this world after

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