NovelEnglish"No," Theodore said in a panic. "I won't interrupt you. Go ahead and read your documents, but don't hang up." He wanted to help her with her work.
Rosalie's eyes flashed with doubt. "Why?" "No particular reason. Just don't hang up and continue with your work." "Fine." Rosalie didn't know what Theodore was up to. She pushed her phone away, and continued reading.
When she was finally done reading through every single document, she felt overwhelmed with fatigue. Eye bags hung heavily below her eyes.
She stumbled to the hall, and saw Sydney preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUpon hearing footsteps, Sydney turned around. "You're done?" Rosalie nodded. "Yes." "You were up the whole night. I thought you'd at least sleep a little last night." Rosalie smiled and sat at the table, still in a daze. She slumped on the table and said, "I felt a burst of energy, and wanted to read through everything in one go. Before I knew it, the sun was rising." She placed her phone on the table.
Sydney served up breakfast on the table, and realized that she was still on a call with Theodore.
Sydney smiled. "My dear child, you're so hardworking. Theo thought that I was bullying you, and toldoff." Rosalie sat up straight.
"Is that so? Theo, did you do that?" she demanded unceremoniously.
"I didn't! Rose, don't listen to her. I didn't tell her off." Theodore didn't dare to admit, for fear Rosalie might explode on him.
Sydney rolled her eyes. "Deny it, won't you?" "How can I admit to something I never did?" Theodore said stubbornly.
From timmemorial, mothers-in-law have always told on their daughters-in-law to their sons. Yet now, the Spencer family was witnessing a case of the mother-in-law telling on her son to her daughter-in-law. "Forget it. I won't count it against you, since you're my son. Anyway, Rose would certainly trust me." Sydney was very confident that her daughter-in-law would stand on her side.
"Rose," Theodore asked, "you trust me, don't you?" "Not at all," Rosalie said irritably.
Theodore felt upset. "I was just concerned for you. You toldyou were going to bed last night, but then you stayed up the entire night. What exactly were you busy with?" "I was reading through information about a company," Rosalie said truthfully.
"Which company?" Theodore pressed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Why are you asking so many questions?" Sydney yelled at the phone. "I'm having breakfast with Rose, goodbye." "Wait! Rose, go to sleep immediately after breakfast. Do you hear me?" Rosalie yawned and rubbed her nose. "Why should I listen to you? You're not my husband." "I'm your brother." That seemed to be Theodore's final stubborn attempt.
"You're not my brother," Rosalie said as she slumped weakly on the table. "I don't want you as my brother."
Perhaps because her brain cells were all dead from last night, her mind was buzzing. She was so exhausted, she didn't bother thinking through what she was saying. She didn't want to acknowledge Theodore as her brother. She didn't have a brother, and she didn't want him as one.
"What did you say? Why not?" Theodore said, on the verge of flaring up.
"Please! We used to be married and are not divorced. What is this talk about being my brother? Quit fooling around." "Rose, even though we're divorced..."
"Alright, alright. I know. Goodbye." Rosalie knew what he was going to say, which was all he had been saying recently. She hung up, and buried her head in her arms. She was so tired.
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