NovelEnglishChapter 568 Chapter 568 Rosalie knew that if the day Theodore discovered she was pregnant with his child came, it would certainly be a huge shock to him-whether pleasant or unpleasant.
She just didn't know in what way he would find out about it.
When she imagined the scenawhere she would tell him in person, she ended up in terrible pain.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRosalie pulled the chair closer to the bed, and sat back down.
"Theo, to be honest, even though I don't hate you, I do bear a grudge against you in the depths of my heart. You're right-it's a grudge family might bear against one another. I don't know how long I'll bear this grudge for, but I admit, you're right. My relationship with the Spencers won't be cut off just because of our failed relationship." Rosalie pulled out her phone from her pocket, navigated to her call blacklist, and removed Theodore's contact from it.
"I've removed your number from my call blacklist, not because I've let go of things, but because on second thought, I can't cut ties with the Spencers. If anything happens to Grandma and you can't contact me, that would be terrible. But this doesn't mean that you-" "I know," Theodore said, happiness evident in his eyes. "It doesn't mean I can call you as I please, or chat with you over text. I know. I won't do that. I won't bother you unless absolutely necessary." He was very glad to see his hard work had finally borne fruit. Even if it was something very insignificant, he was delighted about it.
Rosalie nodded before slipping her phone back into her pocket.
Good that he understood.
"Letrepeat to you what the doctor toldagain. You can't take alcohol for the next three years. If you drink yourself silly and end up damaging your stomach, you'll never be able to take solid food for the rest of your life. You'll have to be on a liquid diet forever. If you insist on drinking alcohol, I can't stop you. I'm not your wife, and I can't breathe down your neck every day. Your health is yours alone, you do as you please." "I won't drink again," Theodore said solemnly. "I promise you..." He suddenly stopped. He wanted to make her a promise, but he suddenly found that thought laughable. How many promises had he made to her? And what had happened to them all eventually? His promises were now meaningless.
Rosalie didn't urge Theodore to complete his sentence. Instead, she looked at him for a long tbefore asking, "Why aren't you talking?" Theodore smiled bitterly. "I suddenly remembered that I have no right to make any promises to you, even though I really want to." "Since you can't fulfill the promise, don't make it in the first place," she said bluntly. "What's more, it's meaningless for you to promisesomething like this. It's your own health, and you should be making promises to yourself. You're still so entire life ahead of you. This is all I can say." young, and you have still so Theodore nodded. "I understand." "Also, you can't take spicy food and food ally need to say thatirritates your stomach.
don't like spicy things anyway." "But Rose, you like eating spicy food." Rose furrowed her brows. "Yes, so what?" "In the past, I thought you didn't like spicy food, but then I realized you avoided it to accommodate my preferences." "Yes," she said. "But that won't happen again. I won't force you to do anything, too." Rosalie glanced at the clock. "I've called for the butler to ask him to send someone here to take care of you. I won't be staying." Theodore opened his mouth to say something, as if he was trying to make her stay. Instead, he nodded and said, "Alright. Remember fo have sfood. You probably didn't eat lunch and dinner yet."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey attended the wedding this afternoon, but didn't even have the opportunity to eat lunch before the incident occurred. And now, night had already fallen. Rosalie looked rather tired.
"I know. Have srest," she said, turning to leave.
Theodore called her once more. "Rose." Rosalie turned around. "What's the matter?"
"Will... Will you cseeagain?" he asked. He suddenly felt a strong lack of confidence, and even his tone En beccautious. Rosalie just gave him a vague answer. "I'll think about it."
"Have a good rest." She repeated what she said earlier, and turned to leave the ward. That seemed to be all that could happen between them.
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