Chapter 185

“Rose,” he called her name, his voice hoarse, his eyes almost spitting fire.

The temperature around the two rose several degrees.

Rosalie could feel her palms sweating. She saw Theodore getting closer and closer, until he finally

kissed her lips.

She closed her eyes, feeling his warmth.

At first, she thought they wouldn’t kiss again. Little did she know, his kiss wasn’t just a simple one. It

escalated gradually, plundering more of her. His large hand gently lifted her nightgown.

At that moment, Rosalie suddenly came to her senses. She abruptly opened her eyes, and grabbed

his hand to stop his increasingly. inappropriate actions.

“Wait!”

Theodore instantly froze, and he stared at the tense Rosalie beneath him. He withdrew his hand,

cupping her face gently. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.”

She was always so shy–it seemed he needed to teach her.

“It’s not about that,” Rosalie stuttered. “I… I have something to tell you. Could you…could you sit up

first?”

This position really wasn’t suitable for conversation. If he got upset, she wouldn’t be able to

escape.

Theodore sighed gently, helplessness flickering in his eyes. He sat up

edge of the bed.

Bat

“What’s the matter? Go ahead.”

Was she going to ask for a divorce again?

Rosalie prepared herself mentally; she realized that no matter how many times she rehearsed in

her mind, actually saying it out loud was a thousand times harder than she imagined.

“Theo, I…”

Suddenly, the ringing phone interrupted her words. Everything she wanted to say died on her lips.

“Your phone’s ringing,” she pointed out.

“Don’t mind it, just go on,” he said, dismissing it.

However, the incessant ringing of his phone was making Rosalie’s head spin.

Theodore grabbed the phone, and glanced at the caller ID: Cindy. Rosalie saw it as well; her

expression darkened instantly, and she turned her head away.

It was Cynthia again–that woman was always coming between her and Theodore.

Theodore stared at the caller ID. He was silent for a few seconds, then hung up the phone.

“Continue.”

“You’re not going to answer her call?”

Rosalie was puzzled. He actually hung up on Cynthia’s call, which was unbelievable.

“It shouldn’t be anything urgent. Go ahead and speak.”

Rosalie felt somewhat relieved. “I…”

However, Theodore’s pho

Now, Theodore seemed a bit impatient.

“Rose, just hold on a moment.” He answered the phone and put it to his ear, sounding a bit

annoyed. “Didn’t I say if it’s not urgent, don’t call me. You…”

Suddenly, his expression turned serious. His eyebrows furrowed, the urgency evident in his eyes.

“What did you say? I got it.”

Seeing his anxious face, Rosalie knew she had once again lost completely.

After he hung up the phone and placed it aside, his eyes turned hesitant. “Rose… Something’s

happened with Cindy. I need to go to her.”

Rosalie clenched the hem of her clothes, a hint of redness creeping into her eyes. “Can’t you not

go…?”

Theodore fell silent, and stared at her blankly. After a while, he

grabbed the phone from the bedside, lifted the covers, and got out of bed.

“Theo!” Rosalie cried, stopping him. “Please don’t go!”

“Cindy’s having heart problems. I have to go! She needs me!”