Chapter 174

“Yes, you have,” Rosalie said, as she locked her phone screen and put

it aside.

She turned to look at him.

“So what if nothing happened between you two? The facts remain: you switched your phone off,

and brought her on a holiday. You asked me for a divorce, and clamored to marry her. You rush to

her defense each time something happens. It doesn’t really make a difference whether you two had

sex or not.”

Whatever it was, she and Theodore could never return to the past. He was entangled with Cynthia,

and it was pointless no matter how hard

Rosalie tried.

Theodore gripped the steering wheel so tightly, the veins on his hands tensed up and even

popped.

Rosalie was showing off in front of Cynthia not because she was glad that they weren’t getting a

divorce, but simply because she was trying to provoke Cynthia.

Theodore sat there unmoving and didn’t start the car, but Rosalie didn’t rush him either. She picked

her phone up, and started scrolling

again.

She opened and closed a couple of apps, realizing that none of them really piqued her interest. She

was merely passing time.

After a long time, Theodore finally stepped on the accelerator and drove off.

Halfway through the journey, Rosalie received a call which reduced her into a bundle of nerves.

“I know, I’ll be there right away!”

She then turned to say to Theodore, “Quick, send me to Delta Hospital.”

“What happened?” Theodore rarely saw Rosalie so panicked.

“Something happened to Stephanie. Hurry!”

Seeing Rosalie flaring up at him made him feel like they were a real married couple, one that was

married for many years. It felt pretty

good.

Theodore switched on the GPS, and turned the car around at the next

junction. When they arrived at the hospital, Rosalie hurried to the. ward. Stephanie was lying on the

bed, her forehead wrapped in gauze.

Rosalie rushed forward, and sat along the bedside. “Steph, are your okay?!”

“I’m fine. Why are you here?”

“I received a call from the hospital and heard that you were injured, so I rushed over.”

“Oh, that must be my colleague,” Stephanie said with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry. You’re my

emergency contact, which is why they called you.”

“It’s fine. It’s right that they called me. How did you get injured? Who hit you?”

“I’m fine,” Stephanie reassured Rosalie again, as she sat up on the bed. “I just ran into a very bad–

tempered patient and got into an argument with him. I didn’t expect him to turn violent.”

“Are your injuries very severe?” Rosalie asked worriedly.

“No, they aren’t. Thankfully, I was able to take leave today. I can be

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discharged after some rest.”

“Where’s the patient who hit you?” Rosalie asked, anger lacing her voice. “No matter the reason, it’s

wrong of him to hit you. That’s simply too much!”

“The police took him away. I’m fine, really,” Stephanie said. She looked at the man who appeared at

the door.

Theodore leaned against the door frame, his arms folded across his chest, looking rather laid–back.

Stephanie wasn’t a close friend of his, and he naturally wasn’t as concerned about her as Rosalie

was.

“What’s he doing here?” Stephanie asked in hushed tones.

“We were in the same car, and I asked him to drive me over when I received the call from the

hospital.”

“Oh, so are you two going to get a divorce today?”

Rosalie had been updating Stephanie about what had been going on over the past few days, which

was why Stephanie was in the know about it.

The mention of divorce made Rosalie feel a little awkward, and she stammered, “Well… I…”

Seeing Rosalie’s expression, realization dawn upon Stephanie.

“Impossible… Did you two…”

She was about to say something, when she realized that Theodore was still around. She

immediately kept her mouth shut.