Chapter 139

Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and smiled coldly.

“Good on you, Theodore. I used to blame it on my imagination, since. I’ve never personally

witnessed it for myself. I continue trusting that you’d have a line you wouldn’t cros But now that I’ve

witnessed it for myself, I’ve seen through you. You’re nothing but a wicked bastard. I never want to

see you again!”

Rosalie turned to leave.

Crying, kicking up a fuss and even scolding were pointless indeed. She didn’t want to remain

entangled with him here.

“Wait,” Theodore said as he grabbed her arm.

He opened his mouth, as if trying to say something, but Sebastian lurched forward and grabbed

Rosalie’s other arm. “Let her go!”

“What does this have to do with you? She’s my wife! Scram!”

Theodore barked.

“Haha,” Sebastian laughed, smirking. “Spencer, how dare you call her your wife? Just look at what

you’ve done!”

“I don’t need you pointing fingers at me. Let go of Rose!”

“You should be the one letting me go!” Rosalie snarled, flinging Theodore’s hand away.

“Theodore Spencer, you’ve disappointed me through and through. I never expected you to be

someone like this, and I’ve lost all hope in you. Do you know that I managed to get my hands on our

resident. register from Grandma? Yet you disappeared without a trace! Now that I finally found you,

you’re in this state! What a great time you two are having! I turned out to be the ultimate clown, so it

seems. With or

without the divorce, you’ll continue fooling around with Cynthial anyway. That’s why you’re not in a

rush to file for the divorce!”

At the mention of the resident register, Cynthia grew agitated. “What did you say? You’ve gotten the

resident register?”

She grabbed Theodore’s hand, her heart filling with joy, as she shook

his arm.

“Theodore, did you hear that? She has the resident register. You two can file for a divorce! You’re

finally free!”

Theodore remained silent. He looked down, his eyes dimming.

“Theodore, why don’t you file for a divorce right now? It’s Monday, and there’s still some time left.

Quick, go for it! We can officially be together after you file for a divorce, and no one else will have

the right to point fingers at us!”

Cynthia seemed to be the only one in the room who was happy. She looked coldly and smugly at

Rosalie.

Theodore shook Cynthia’s hand off, and said with furrowed brows,” Get changed into something

proper.”

“Theodore…” Cynthia wanted to say something further, but Theodore turned to look coldly at her, a

hint of annoyance in his eyes.

Cynthia’s heart trembled, but then she thought that perhaps Theodore didn’t want her dressed so

revealingly in front of others. Thus, she pulled up the straps of her tank top and walked toward the

wardrobe.

“How did you get the resident register? Didn’t you say that it wasn’t in the box?” Theodore asked as

he buttoned up his shirt.

“What, do I now have to explain everything to you? How could you be so shameless?” Rosalie

snapped.

He was caught in bed and could still ask something so casually, as if

nothing had happened.

“Don’t say that of Theodore,” Cynthia jacket. “You know clearly that Theod your marriage is nothing

but a sham he wants to be with me? Anyway, yo divorce, so why do you care so mu good, Rosalie.

Hurry up and file for find another man for yourself, too.”