NovelEnglish"I saw her. She was in a bad mood," Rosalie said.
"I know she's in a bad mood," Wesley said darkly. "Do you know why?" "I don't." Rosalie realized that even when Sydney scolded Wesley and told him to scram, he never complained. He had probably gotten used to it.
He then asked, "Did you ask her about it?" "I did, but she didn't want to tell me." Wesley sighed. "It's all my fault. If what happened in the past didn't happen, she'd probably be a lot happier now." "Dad, sometimes, when the other party doesn't want to be bothered, you shouldn't bother her. That would make her much happier," Rosalie said calmly, though her tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
These men were bent on doing whatever they pleased, and hurt those who cared about them without regard for anyone. When they eventually realized their mistakes, they turned around and acted all affectionate and devoted.
How could a single word of apology make up for the terrible hurt they had caused? Wesley fell silent. After a while, he hung up.
He probably caught the hint in Rosalie's words.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRosalie smiled bitterly.
She looked at her screen, and saw another incoming text from Theodore.
[Rose, are you up?] Rosalie sat in her car, and stared at the words on her screen.
It was a simple greeting, asking her if she had woken up. It was very ordinary.
Yet, it was a text from Theodore.
Why was he texting her so eagerly? How could he continue chatting with her as if they were friends? Rosalie continued ignoring his texts. She flung her phone on the front passenger seat, and drove off.
When she returned home, she packed her things, knowing clearly where she wanted to go. It was a small city hear the borders. Winter there was warm, and the scenery was beautiful. It was a quiet place where no one would bother her.
She set her mind to depart for that place in two days' time.
She would deliver her baby quietly without disturbing anyone.
Rosalie had it all planned out. She would study during her pregnancy, and take the exam next year after giving birth.
She should be planning the next steps in her life. Initially, she chose to study finance for Theodore's sake. She soon realized that she didn't hate the subject, so she planned to specialize in it in the future.
In the afternoon, Rosalie received yet another text from Theodore.
[Rose, why aren't you replying to my texts? Did something happen?] Rosalie shut off her screen, then put aside her phone and ignored it as she started flipping through a thick book on finance.
After getting through a few pages, her phone rang. Rosalie turned, to see a call from Theodore.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe suddenly felt annoyed.
It wasn't because she was annoyed at Theodore himself. He had dashed all her hopes, but now, he kept trying En.
to fan the flames of hope in her.
How could ashes burn up once more? More importantly, she didn't want hope to be rekindled in her again. She would get the wrong idea once more.
Rosalie was driven by a sudden urge that cfrom nowhere to grab her phone and reject the call. She then blocked him on her phone. She did the son her social media accounts, too. She didn't want to chat with him. Each tshe saw his text, annoying thoughts would emerge in her mind.
Thoughts of him caring for her, and thinking of her.
No, they weren't true.
He was just bored, had nothing to do, and wanted to find someone to talk to.
Well, she wasn't his personal chatbot.
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