At their last encounter, every word Rosalie said to Theodore was piercing. Now that she was calm after not seeing him for a while, she realized Theodore's state seemed to be deteriorating.

She bore a grudge against him, but seeing him like this instinctively made her sentimental about their past.

Theodore heard Rosalie's words and looked at her, stunned. After a long silence, he murmured, "Live for myself?"

He suddenly chuckled.

"I am living for myself. I'm doing well, don't worry."

He spoke with a tinge of panic, betraying his true mental state.

He looked as though he was trying to hide something, and Rosalie knew that she wouldn't be able to pry it from his lips. She nodded instead.

"I certainly hope so."

"Rose, you and Justin..."

suddenly erratic as he felt a twinge of pain in his

good enough

silence. What Rosalie also meant by her words was that she no longer

someone entered Theodore's

with a folder in his hand. He made a beeline for the couch and placed

did you call me here so

the folder toward her. "Open

glances. Theodore picked up the folder, opened it, and read the contents. His brows furrowed

"This is..."

distributed. Mom had this will prepared a long time ago. She divided her assets equally four-way; for you, Rose, me, and

clearly in the document. Rebecca was a rich woman and her assets included company shares, properties,

had divided her assets very clearly. She had her will made

couldn't help shedding tears upon seeing the

handed her a napkin,

Mom here?" Theodore

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