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

doctor managed to

know that you can't touch alcohol. Why did you drink so much? Must you make your family worry and suffer because of you? You're

soulless. The usual color

had lost their usual radiance. They looked dim and hazy, like the fuzzy

cold voice broke Sydney's

if not for your dad and I, won't you think for Grandma? She raised you when

who looks like me as a replacement and she'll take him as me, just like how Aurora

how Sebastian replaced

the only one in this world and you're irreplaceable. You're my son,

really wanted to tell Theodore that he was now a

further. He wasn't

even more worried that he might end up hating

her

your own and be a father one day. If your child ends up like you, won't you be in agony too? Theo, pull yourself together,

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

have my own

would never be able to bear a child with another woman. He couldn't

only Rose were pregnant back then! He would

as they remained together, the misunderstandings that laid between

wouldn't stand a chance to

so hard that Rose would become

of him, Theodore Spencer, in

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