After around 40 minutes, someone knocked on the ward door.

As if afraid that Theodore might flare up again, Aurora spoke up from outside the door, "Mr. Spencer, it's me."

Theodore said, "Come on in."

Upon getting his permission, Aurora opened the door and walked in before carefully shutting the door behind her.

The wound on her forehead had been treated. Her face looked pale, vulnerable, and pitiful-she was the type that men would fall for easily.

A pity that the heart of the man before her belonged to another woman. Aurora made her appearance too late.

She walked uneasily to Theodore's bedside with her hands clamped together, looking helpless and lost.

Theodore saw the bandage on her forehead. "What did the doctor say? Did you get stitches?"

Aurora shook her head. "No, the doctor said it's nothing major."

Theodore heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good. You can always be honest with me and tell me what's on your mind."

Aurora stood there, looking panicked and frightened. She hemmed and hawed, wanting to say something yet didn't dare to. She eventually lowered her head and remained silent. Theodore furrowed his brows. "What's the matter?"

"I... I..." Aurora stammered.

you want to say? Leave if

heart leaped. She bit her lips and tears fell

the sight of her tears, irritation grew in Theodore's

to speak and started to cry when he urged her, as if

everyone have

of the day, Rosalie was the best. No one could

despite her wanting him to

at

from her face. "I... Please don't get mad at me after

"If you think I'll get

stood there, stunned. Theodore seemed different from what he

to be even more

In that case,

of her saying it? It might even look like she

her despondent, retreating figure, he suddenly thought that she might have

happened to her just because

instinctively thought about Rosalie

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