NovelEnglishOn the way, Sydney sensed that Rosalie seemed a bit off. "What's wrong? From the look on your face, it looks like the sky is falling." "I'm fine." Rosalie smiled a small smile. "I'm just a bit nervous." Sydney certainly didn't care about Sebastian's affairs. Even if Rosalie mentioned it, it wouldn't matter. Rosalie might even get scolded for it.
"There's nothing to be nervous about. Unless you said something to him to make him so drunk last night. He seemed pitiful." Rosalie's heart trembled. She turned to ask, "You said he got drunk last night?" Sydney nodded. "Yes. He cto my place late last night, drank who knows how much, stumbled around, talking nonsense. He said that you hate him, and you don't want him anymore. He kept mentioning you, and even tried calling you. But he was so drunk he couldn't even hold his phone steady, and then he realized you had blocked him, which completely shattered him." Hearing Sydney say these things, Rosalie couldn't believe it. "Mom, did he really act like that?" "Why would I lie to you? I didn't tell you this morning, but after thinking it through, I changed my mind. It's because of you that he acted this way, so I wanted you to know." "Mom, I don't understand. He cto my place last night, and we made things clear. And I'm sure he doesn't love me. You must have been mistaken. Maybe he drank so much because he was worried about Cynthia." "I'd know whether he drank so much because he was worried about Cynthia or because of you, because I saw it with my own eyes," Sydney said somewhat impatiently. "Why don't you believe what I say? He was calling your name. You say he doesn't love you, but I don't believe it. I insist that he loves you!" Sydney was exasperated. Those two were making a fuss. She felt like punching someone, and not just one punch either! Rosalie suddenly felt a surge of energy rushing from her abdomen to her brain. She grabbed the seat belt across her chest tightly and yelled, "Mom, please stop the car!" "What's wrong?" "Stop the car! I'm going to be sick!" She covered her mouth, trying hard to bear the discomfort. Sydney quickly stopped the car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRosalie unbuckled her seat belt, opened the door, and rushed out of the car. She crouched down by the roadside, and threw up.
Sydney grabbed a bottle of water and got out of the car. Then, she went to stand by Rosalie's side, gently patting her back.
After Rosalie finished vomiting, Sydney handed her the water. Rosalie rinsed her mouth with mineral water, breathing heavily.
"Do you really hate Theo that much? I said he loves you, but you threw up!" Even if Rosalie was pregnant and suffering from morning sickness, this vomit seemed too coincidental.
"It's not because of that. I was just overwhelmed by what you said. Plus, I'm pregnant. It's not because I hate him." "So you don't hate him? Then why
did you block him? I don't know what you said to him, but seeing himin that state last night, he must have been deeply hurt," Sydney said. Although she told herself not to sympathize with scumbags, this scumbag was her own son.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe didn't perform her duty when he
was young, and didn't do what a mother should do. If she were a m competent mother and look care of him cared for him, and educated him, perhaps he wouldn't have becsuch a scumbag.
Rosalie straightened up, inadvertently squeezing the mineral water in her don't understand why hang." he'd be so sad." "Because he cares about you. Because he loves you!" Sydney insisted.
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