Chapter 179

At night, Rosalie returned home with Theodore.

They had dinner outside, and were ready to wash up and retire for the night. After helping Theodore

back to his room, Rosalie grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

However, Theodore grabbed her arm. “Where are you going?”

“Wash up and get some rest soon. I’m going back to my own room.”

“Rose, this is your room.”

Rosalie looked down at his hand enveloping hers. “We’ve been sleeping separately.”

She remembered the night before, when she went to Grandma’s to steal the resident register. She

did sleep with Theodore, but that was only because she thought that was their last night together.

She didn’t expect them to continue being together and dragging things out.

“We’re not getting a divorce for now, right? There’s no need to sleep in separate rooms, then. Come

back and sleep in this room,” he said in all seriousness.

Rosalie’s heart raced. She retracted her hand after mustering up her courage, and said, “That’s not

a very good idea. Not getting a divorce for now is just temporary. Get some rest and sleep early.”

She insisted on leaving.

Theodore stared at her retreating figure, and sighed. Suddenly, he took a few steps back, covered

his forehead with his hand, and groaned.

Rosalie rushed back to hold him. “What’s with you?”

Theodore leaned weakly into her embrace, and panted. “I’m fine, go rest. I’ll be fine by myself.”

He stubbornly but gently nudged her away as he stumbled to the bed and collapsed on it.

“Theo. ”

Rosalie hugged him from behind, and slowly helped him onto the bed.

It seemed as though Theodore couldn’t even sit straight, and had to lean his head against her

shoulders.

His breathing was labored as he said, “Leave…leave me. I’ll be fine after lying down for a while.”

His tone was stubborn, yet sounded a tinge pitiful.

He claimed he wanted her to leave, but his body lay pliantly in her arms like a lifeless rag doll. His

arms seemed to have a will of its own as they gently held the hem of her shirt and tugged it back

and forth.

His mouth and his body seemed to be two separate entities–one an adult, one a child.

Seeing him like this, Rosalie couldn’t bear to leave. What if something happened to him in the

middle of the night while he was all alone in his room?

“The doctor instructed you to rest well these few days. Turn in early.”

She felt that Theodore had been through many things in the past few days. He got into a car

accident, suffered from gastric problems, and now, he had gotten his head hit.

She wondered if the heavens were punishing him somehow. If that

were the case, it was certainly sufficient punishment. He didn’t do anything grievously wrong in the

first place, anyway.

Theodore looked up piteously at her. “Aren’t you going back to your room?”

“I’m not. I’ll stay here and keep you company.”

Rosalie gave in, not bearing to just leave him like this and go back to her room.

Theodore smiled, the corner of his lips tinged with smugness. He

grabbed Rosalie’s hand, his thumbs gently caressing the back of her hand.

“What about tomorrow night? Will you go back to your room

tomorrow night?”

“I…” Before Rosalie could answer him, he grabbed her hand nervously.

A powerful and authoritative CEO of a huge company, now looked nothing more than a little boy

trying to have his way.

Since they weren’t getting a divorce for now, Rosalie didn’t want them to keep being at loggerheads

with each other. That was no good for her baby, either.

She was even considering finding a time to tell him about her

pregnancy, which made it even more crucial that there was peace between them for now. They

couldn’t possibly be sleeping separately when she told him that she was pregnant.

She should find a suitable time to relay the truth to him gently, while she was in his arms.