Rosalie struggled to help him onto the bed in the room and lay him down.

"Woman... What's your name?" he asked weakly, his breath faint.

"My name is Rosalie Young."

"Rosalie... Young..." he repeated her name, his breathing growing weaker, and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing him fall asleep, Rosalie reached out to feel his forehead for temperature.

She turned and noticed a bathroom in the room. She tiptoed over. After a while, Rosalie emerged with a basin filled with warm water and a towel. Rosalie wrung out the towel and gently wiped the blood off Vincent's body.

He had many scars-some deep, some shallow, some long, and some short, along with a few resembling gunshot wounds.

He must get hurt often. What exactly did he do? Was he involved with gangs as well? But he seemed different from typically ruthless characters.

Rosalie washed the towel several times, the water in the basin turning red. She poured it out and replaced it with a fresh basin of water.

she managed to clean Vincent's upper body. Then, she covered him with a blanket. At least he

out her phone and saw it

the living room,

you coming back?" Sebastian had been waiting for nearly

might be returning a bit late," she replied. Only then did she

"Where have you been?"

I

very least, she had to wait for Vincent to wake up before making a

me the truth. Did you go to

Rosalie fell silent.

him." Sebastian's voice was tinged with sadness. "Rose,

"I did go to find him, but I came back. Don't worry, I won't reconcile with him. His girlfriend, Aurora, is already pregnant with his child."

replied with a

but she tried to keep her tone normal. "So, it's impossible for me and Theodore to reconcile. You don't have to worry about me. I just want to be alone

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