| Chapter 87 Cynthia had cut her wrists, but luckily, she had been found in tand was saved. Now, she lay silently in bed, feeling very aggrieved and crying non-stop, no matter how much Theodore tried to get her to talk to him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFinally, she managed to say, "Theo, don't bother aboutanymore. Just live well with Rosalie. Let's not meet again." "Cindy, I'll ask you one last time, what happened? If you don't tellnow, I'll get angry." Cynthia always kept her grievances bottled up inside, but every tshe saw Theodore truly angry, she would tell the truth.
Cynthia sobbed as she choked out, The Spencer family won't accept me. This afternoon..." "What happened this afternoon? Tellquickly." "Theo, this afternoon your mother, Rosalie, and I had lunch together." "What?" Theodore was surprised. He thought it was only Rosalie and his mother who had lunch together. No one had told him about Cynthia being there.
"I was happy when I received your mother's call. She said she wanted to have lunch withand askednot to tell you. I went happily, but I didn't expect Rosalie to be there too." Cynthia cried bitterly as she continued, "Theo, I really....I can't bear this humiliation anymore. I'm tired of being called a mistress and a homewrecker. Whether it's your mother, your father, or Rosalie, they all insult me. I don't know why I can't please them. Rosalie even +25 BONUS splashed water on my face. I can't take it anymore!" As Cynthia cried uncontrollably, Theodore quickly held her hand.
"Stop crying. What did they do to you? Did they pick on you?" he asked, anger gradually seeping into his tone. "No, they didn't pick on me. It's my own fault. Theo, it's my fault. I shouldn't have shown up. It's all my fault. Let's end it. I really... I can't. take it anymore. I feel like I can't go on!" Cynthia already had a delicate appearance, but now, with her pale face and tearful eyes, it only made Theodore feel more protective of her. This kind of appearance easily stirred up a man's protective instincts.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm-Theodore tucked her in. "Get srest, okay? I'm here." When Theodore cout of the ward, his face was grim. He immediately called Rosalie.
As soon as she answered, Theodore sharply asked, "Rosalie, did you really splash water on Cindy's face at lunch today?" Startled by his angry voice, Rosalie quickly tried to explain, "I... I did splash water on her, but that's because..."
"I was wrong about you. How could you do something so rude?! You knew Cindy wasn't feeling well yet you still picked on her. You're outrageous!" Theodore didn't even listen to his wife's explanation. Once she admitted it, he erupted, leaving Rosalie reeling from his scolding.
"You didn't even askwhy I did it. I didn't just randomly splash water on ve her. It was because she-" "That's enough!" Theodore cut her off, not wanting to hear more. "No
matter what, you can't treat her like that. How could you team up with my mom to pick on a vulnerable woman? En Do you have any decency?" "Theodore, I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm hanging up," said an angry Rosalie.
"Wait! Cto the hospital!" Rosalie smiled coldly. "Why should I? Isn't Cynthia better off with you? Ashburn