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..."

for a moment, his breathing suddenly erratic as he

Rosalie said, "my life is my own and your life is yours. It's good enough

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

then, someone entered Theodore's

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

you call me here

the folder toward her. "Open it and take a

Rosalie exchanged glances. Theodore picked up the folder, opened it, and

"This is..."

assets will be distributed. Mom had this will prepared a long time ago. She divided

document. Rebecca was a rich woman

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

shedding tears

a napkin, which

isn't Mom

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